Lillian Jamison

Rookie (February 31,1940 / Los Angeles)

{shaking Off The Dust} - Poem by Lillian Jamison

I shake the dust from my eyes
My weakened limbs cave beneath me
Cold sweat beads off my brow

Finding shelter in the solace
That no ungood deed
Will escape punishment

Has a deal been made
With the devil himself?
Perhaps now I see he resides in you

If you so easily find
Humor in anothers pain
Then surely you belong in those flames

I shake the dust from my eyes
Because certainly
I cannot believe what I see

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  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (1/7/2008 11:53:00 PM)

    Poweful piece of work, here, Lily...Smacks of deep-rooted emotions in full merasure, and perhaps deserves your consideration to expound with a follow-up.
    Axcellent Work, my dear!

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 7, 2008

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 18, 2008

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