Jay Kaminski Poems

If tomorrow were to be the end
and the world would stop turning,
Take my hand, yes, break with me
the night into the morning,
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The sun, why yes, it shimmers bright,
its light so very vivid.
The clouds, they grow, the sky they take,
and beg of thee, forgiveness.
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Low, down, low,
riding the wave,
the summers sun has past,
the autumns moon has drawn near,
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Drugs, Sex, Money, Propaganda!
Thats all these eyes see.
What happened to childhood innocence?
What happened to daydreams?
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Rather than a fortress, way up in the sky,
Give me your heart, and show me your mind.
'Stead of the sun, a' shining so bright,
I need the moon, to glow my delight.
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Crash, click, clang
Waves slice like knives,
the white away from blue,
Crash, click, clang.
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My shoulders weigh a ton,
for I carry your weight on my back,
Without you or within you,
I rest you assured,
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Back in the garden,
you weeped, I lied.
Told tails of wonder,
wonder, wonder why?
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Weary, worn, drained and drifting.
Summon my mind to the state of drowsy.
Summon my eyes to the verge of darkness.
Taketh thy soul, so very worn, yet tender.
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The maddening wall of wonder!
Thoughts they flow endlessly,
racing at the speed of light,
propelling down a withered rope,
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