Uloia Norris Moore

Rookie (Day's of The Past, Present, Future. / Southern United States)

For Young People - Poem by Uloia Norris Moore

Tomorrow still yours broad wide path none can cure
it is still today none may so gain
yet tomorrow is yours.

Discipline words such speak better than I
truth from this tongue words
come to your eye see them
yea or ney.

For yet I do try words are scarce
macabre they do so course.

Streaming through time
peer pressure is worse
stand alone if you must
instill it is right.

Into your head the word
gives you might.

Paths are wide so far wide
you see them nought.

Just read the words for get them nought
and one or two may speak them.

For the others will lead
you to culdesac.

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Comments about For Young People by Uloia Norris Moore

  • (11/11/2007 11:47:00 PM)


    thank you brother hawk
    forked tongue you are not
    but truth as wisdom you talk

    For the others will lead
    you to culdesac.
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 11, 2007

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 24, 2011


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