Kevin Patrick Poems

Dawn gave birth to myriad rays of hope
Noon left raw sunburns of experience
Dusk set waves of cloudless melancholy
And Night took our dreams all too soon
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"Let us review" said the interviewer
with neat triteness and mirrored politeness
and snared smirks, like fine executioners
"I'll summarize the position for likeness
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Some people go like peanut butter and jam
Able to flow with congenial skill
Others go broke like an old can of Spam
Unmalleable tang with no friends for frill
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Nobody heard the pleas of his cries
Especially the once that led him to die
Nobody bothered to keep him in safe
Eroding his faith that there'd be better days
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You can know longer say that your country is free
When your choice is clothes hangers or a trip down the stairs
You can know longer pretend there's not a price to the dream
When your job is a treadmill that's going no where
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In all nations, there is a feast
with two sides, called the rich and poor

The rich devour mercilessly
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Hold this through your eyes, a garden
Pageants of violets, lilies, and black eyed sues
Marigolds of gold, next to asters born bold
Tulips posed with textures, in rainbow hues
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Do you see these chain-blocked houses?
Where a thousand dreamers die
The silhouettes of souls now broke
Within these rotten bricks reside
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On this day…
A baby is born
and an old man dies
someone falls in love
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Bombs for Palestine
A pregnant mother is crushed
For a strip of land
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