poet Flying Lemming

Flying Lemming

The 'Poem A Day' Project - Day 57

When there is pain and hurt around
When there’s a sad despairing sound
That’s where the vultures will be found
The sick psychics circle

When you feel so down and lost
You will have to pay their cost
They promise results with fingers crossed
The sick psychics circle

When your children disappear
They will profit from your fear
Though they really have no idea
The sick psychics circle

Even the fact is no psychic has ever found a lost person or solved any crime
Doesn’t stop those who need to have hope, giving them their money and time

Abusing the weak and emotionally drained
Saying their ‘powers’ can be focused and aimed
Their true motives can be easily explained
The rich psychics circle

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 2, 2007
Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 12, 2011

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Comments about The 'Poem A Day' Project - Day 57 by Flying Lemming

  • Flying LemmingFlying Lemming (10/2/2007 8:18:00 PM)

    feel free... I'm sure I am not the first to do this and wont be the last... anything that can help anyone expand their abilities must be a good thing 8)

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  • David Knox (10/2/2007 8:10:00 PM)

    YOU have inspired me i used to write one poem a day but i never called it a project or looked at it as a job would you mind if i did the same thing and named it like you do?

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