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I am afflicted with those memories,
sometimes, I'm glad that I have them,
sometimes, I feel cursed that they are me,
sometimes , I'm not sure how I feel,
... all I know is that I do.

The easy things are often times the hardest,
Sometimes it does not feel right,
but, many times there's nothing else,
too many times, there is only what is there.

I am addicted to the freedom.
to wander on the roads,
to discover where they lead,
even though I know,
that I've been there before,
... It is different now.

That was a different time and place,
those moments make a difference,
timing is almost everything,
for a man like me.

A given place is almost static,
and most people are erratic,
but, what happens in a place - - -
at any given time, to any group,
of people, can be so damn dynamic:
- - - then everything is changed!

I am afflicted with imagination,
it would be worse if I had none...
you know... and I know ...
that too many just go through the motions,
they start at number one ...
and are pretty much all done at number four!

It kind of makes me wonder,
how they know that there is number six,
they can't imagine what tomorrow is
or remember yesterday!

They are not afflicted with ambition,
they just live from day to day,
I guess that there is something to be said for that,
BUT, I'm not here to say it!

I am afflicted, and I know it,
you will find no contradiction here,
I am no shinning knight,
'cause after all is said and done,
... I am afflicted with my own life!
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Indira Renganathan 14 September 2008
Too much a shining affliction.I agree with Marvin is like a wheel...nice write..kindly read my poem 'affliction' if time prmits.Thank you
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Pia Andersson 15 July 2007
You talk about yourself, your life and your dreams in a very interesting way Its like I am sitting next to you listening. Your writing is clear as crystal and just as shining! Thank you for you wonderful poem
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Marvin Brato 04 July 2007
Life is like a wheel, it keeps moving and turning! Time and days pass by and keep changing, til one day we reach the end alone. Good thing we are afflicted with different lifestyles, feelings and thoughts; these what make life meaningful. Great write Barry. Thank for sharing.
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Alfredo Jacques 28 April 2007
wow wonderfully written, thank you for sharing.
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Cecil (cj) Krieger 21 February 2007
Hey Barry... sometimes love is bad, sometimes good, and then again sometimes it's bad... fine write
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Dee Daffodil 21 February 2007
Is loving life a bad thing? ? ? Hugs, Dee
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Danny Reynolds 21 February 2007
I have heard, that when poets make love on a nylon carpet, they often end up with affliction burns. We're cursed, Barry, but that's what makes us special. Danny
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