Ragy Sandid Poems

The day the baby came
I ran to take it in my arms
I ran to give it a name
I ran to keep it from harm
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When you see nothing but your pride
Know that something else inside you died
You worry and hurry to see how much you’re in control
Not knowing the thing you lost was from your soul
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I’m you. Yes, I’m you
But you’re not me
I know what you did, do
But you don’t know how I feel
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With enough fur you purred around the house
You knew the need for the feed without the mouse
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Within the walls of waiting
Lies my fortune and misfortune
Myself and I left to debating
What could be either turn?
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Tick tock, it’s the clock
Time to eat some artichoke
Time to leave trickles in the aorta
Get the heart out of trouble, sorta
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Evil is a baby hurt and hunted
Chased by everyone, discarded
Destined to roam alone, unwanted
Un-listened to and unrewarded
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It’s a thought or a person or a wish
Then one day the deed is carried out
Whatever came hot is now a cold dish
And its time now to go kill the doubt
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It’s in y our blood
It comes prepared with us
Like a flood
Waiting to attack us
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It was a discovery
Without a patent
A sudden recovery
Humanity’s repent
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