State Of Mind (2015) - Poem by M.W. Styner
Many are trap in the shadows.
Drowning as freedom covers hope hostage.
Broken bones with twisted tongue proximates idiocy;
while the blind of youth propels understanding.
The curses kept purity from seeing the sunrise;
while the destination crucifies the spirit from conquering one's values. By: Milton Styner, Jr.
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