William J. Walls Poems

Find time, for this day shall soon be night
Find time to love, whilst you still have life
Find time to visit the sick and the old
Find time to embrace someone when they are cold.
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Tempestuous and weariful life is calling
Unsatisfied, yet adamant. We begin falling
Afflicted because youth is not ours to keep
We become rabid, covetous, instead of meek.
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Dismall blackness, dilemma, endless nothingness
Universal blight, uncontrite, prison of forgetfulness.
Cross barriers, Inept depth, sadness and pain,
Silhouettes of abyss, controller disdain.
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