Mike Kosman

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Waiting For The Darkness - Poem by Mike Kosman

You think that I should fear you
And cringe at your arrival
You think that you can own me
And threaten my survival

Others came before you
Your kinsman and your clan
They all had your intentions
Though wounded here I stand

A noted advisary
You are, I will admit
You'll do your best to break me
But I will not submit

You will not find me trembling
In armor and with sword
But naked in the sunshine
Your words will be ignored

You'll dropp your cloak of blackness
Enveloping my frame
To this I am defensless
But laughing just the same

I'll tell you of my travels
And many wonderous sights
Sunny days of laughter
And dim romantic nights

I'll speak of my good fortunes
Upon our meeting day
My visions of the future
You'll never take away

My countless many blessings
Regretful? I am not
So come on mother fucker
Show me what you got

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 12, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, February 1, 2011

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