Dan McGonagle Poems

Tenement buildings falling to bits

Victims of precision hits
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When faced with the powers of Darkness
When evil consumes the weak
Its time to prepare for battle
But there are weapons you must first seek
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Don't listen to those who say you can't
You can be what you want to be
Don't listen to the voices of discontent
I won't let that happen to me
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Why is it that the majority of people who read my writes cannot take a minute or so to comment on what they have read?
Is my writing of such a poor standard that it deserves no comment at all?
To those of you who have already commented on my writes...
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Love rises like a phoenix from the ashes of loneliness

Powering the world with eternal emotions
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The sun is shining bright today
No clouds are in my sky
The birds are warbling sweetly
Saying hello as they pass by
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I watched you sleeping just last night
The way I did in years gone by
You were my infant son back then
Now you are an adult...six feet high
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What could be a more natural sight
A child feeding from his mother in broad daylight
Why is it viewed as a scene of disgust
What harm can ensue from that bond of trust
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Bless this house and all therein

May Love invade our home
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A tall dark stranger rode into town
Left his horse at the livery stable
Booked a room for the night at the drovers inn
Ate a meal at a dim corner table
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