John Underwood Poems

I sit here at this desk,
Trying to think of nothing at all,
Hoping for the time to pass my mind,
In a race to the end,
...

Here I sit
I'm falling through my life
Days, Weeks, Months
Even years
...

Please don't face me, like I face you
Stand tall and lift your chin with pride
You are amazing
Don't fail me, don't fail yourself
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It was a moment for me
Like an explosion of refreshness
Clearing my mind and state of thought
Today I seek nothing
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Though many years have past
The sound of rain drops, seemingly fluttering
Cracking their liquid shells upon
The red and rusted metal terrain
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I'm high in the sky
Clouds underneath my feet
For I'm standing above mans fist
With no plans to retreat
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