White Tiger Poems

I want to be in Baltimore
Where the orioles fly free
Where the harbor meets horizon
Such a wonderful place to be
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Island of beauty, beaches of gold
Tribal treaties, through folklore told

Translated to english, it means rich port
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I found myself, facing a decision
A decision so hard, it had to be done with precision

Sometimes in life, there's a fork in the road
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Hearing ambience
beneath the clouds
Ringing thy ears
from gathering crowds
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The three faces of a clown
Are anger, sadness, and an upward frown.

The angry clown, shows his teeth
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A white flower
Overlooking the bay
A symbol of peace
And pure as the day
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Dolphins in blue
Skipping across the ocean
In a happy school they jump
Poetry in motion
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Before the shore fades away
I'll walk on it everyday
Admiring, the tiny rocks
All the way
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I'm neither here or there
So where can I be?
I thought life was fair
And would look out for me
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Birds up in the rafters
Flying down from the pipes
In search of food and water
Under the bright lights
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