White Tiger Poems

My eyes have seen
Many hopes, many dreams
Shattered like broken glass
On a daily basis, it seems
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Tents in the sky
People floating by
Asking questions
Why? Oh why?
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With its four strings
Of silver and gold
Barritone sound
And aggressively bold
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Always the wiseman
No matter what
Always cool and collective
Thoe time has forgot
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I go to church
When there's no one there
I speak to God
For I know he cares
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In a cardboard box, I found him all alone
And put him in a cage, which was now his new home
He seemed to know, that I saved his life
From dying in the cold, paying the ultimate price
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As I sit on this bench
I start to think
My thoughts get deeper
Without a blink
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She's sensuous and sexy
With a dance in her swirl
She prances the courtyard
She's my peacock girl
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In a bubble, that's where I am
I can't come out of it, to hold your hand

I feel alone, when i'm in there
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It's a privilege to wake up
To the morning sun
To see the shadows move
Around for fun
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