Mick williams

Rookie (paterson, new jersey)

The Summer Camp - Poem by Mick williams

Night has come
I open the door
A safe place is found
A fake star has come out
Strange taste and triangle shape
Wise mans advice
is to search for a nack in life
in order to recieve the divine gifts
Night to day
Children have come out to play
Protect and watch over them we must
For demons are a lurk
Gargoyles worries hung over our heads
for safety isn't assured

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 12, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 13, 2011

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