Poet of the River Poems

There are two sides to every coin,
just as there is a before and after.
this journey of life is one i would like to join,
and follow in the steps of laughter.
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A young lad covered in sod walked by me this evening.
Skinny and frail as if he hadn't eaten anything.
Covered in dirt,
tears upon his shirt,
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A break in the road,
Both ends going on as far as I can see.
The two in front and the one behind me.
A choice I must make, of which path I should take.
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Not long after the fall of his father, the lost story of William begins.


William, the last of his line, ponders over what is to be.
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I love you mom,
with all my heart.
I am so sorry,
I have torn your world apart.
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What is it we see when we choose to close our eyes?
Is it some form of security we hold dear?
Why are there so many truths we have backed upon lies?
Are they done not out of anger, but out of fear?
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oh little bug, oh little bug.
what is it that you do?
you fly so high, swim so deep, and bask in the morning dew.
yet through all your adventure, all that you do,
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loss of life,
grief, and strife.
War and violence,
now just silence.
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If you wouldn't have found me,
I would have found you.
I know you can see,
just how much I love you.
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