wordsy wright

Rookie (Rock Hill SC)

A Mornings Word - Poem by wordsy wright

In the middle of the moment
I suddenly realized
that everything I thought I'd known
was just a pack of lies

That the truths once taught in earnest
often reflect the moments view
to leave a trail for those who follow
to call it again a new

And the paths though long lain hidden
reveal the past once more
to leave the mark upon ourselves
to search for ever more.


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  • (11/11/2007 6:10:00 AM)

    wordsy wright, you mistook disenchantment for truth. It happens. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 11, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 24, 2011

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