The Fear Poem by Rickardo BecklesBurrowes
The Fear
This running represents survival
It’s time for a roots revival
Irony beset in time, lets wager
Remaining static secretes with danger
Can you imagine the peril which lies therein?
After years of all of our sin
Searching souls to keep us straight
Fearing it may come all too late
Monday, January 28, 2008
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4/25/2024 11:47:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I like this: D Sonething with a bit of action.