mack thomas Poems

I don't know my name.
I can't see my name.
I am blind as a Woodpecker.
I can't feel my name.
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Whatever the gods has placed in front of me,
No matter the hardships that was placed
Before or after my victorious soul.
The pain and suffering stabbed me in the soul.
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That wolf
The howling
the power
the nature
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Special as a colorful dove.
That dove has so many colors.
Flying for the beautiful sky.
Knows why should she fly.
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Everyday I sit, stand, walk, run, talk, and sign.
I still search.
Why I wonder why am I still searching?
I can't seem to find it
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This day have made me lazy.
This day have made me smart.
This day have made me black of whom
I am, this day gave me brown eyes makes
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everyday is so different.
i am sitting down in wonder
why is it different
comparing to the similarities?
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Pile of anger is desperate to control.
A Lego building unstop just like a pile of rage.
Every nail piercing the soul and
The soul is waiting to cry out loud.
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The flame is burning and burning.
Burning so loud as school bell.
The power of the flames is the power
of the Gods.
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