Joe Noland Poems

As time goes by with dust and mist covering the air,
I walk in uncertainty unknown, unseen, unheard.

I listen to how people talk, how people see,
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As time goes on and the ground turns to ash as the rivers turn
To blood among the dust and wind I look toward the sky blood from
My eyes my heart ash and my soul crushed as I look at the sky
It turns as black as the night as black as the hole among men.
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