Raymond Simmons Poems

During my youth I was okay,
And tried to do things the proper way.
I was proud to be honest and straight,
Yet on one occasion I did deviate.
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There exist exquisite beauties
Who can steal a man's will to breathe.
But fond faces hold foul psyches
In minds that harbor treacheries.
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A gracious animal called respect
Is in poor health due to neglect.
Lost and confused thrown off its track,
We crushed its vigor with a smack.
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You should have won the Oscar
For the way you played your part
Your sound performance in each scene
Was designed to break my heart
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I hear men speak of seeds they've sown
With women they have barely known,
Where lust has caste its passion spell,
And formed a child they've never held.
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You want to call me a snitch,
Brother please, be my guest.
You got that right and I confess.
Yes, what you heard is really true,
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When the world fills with confusion
And tries to shift the blame to you,
You discard foolish illusions,
Because you're good at what you do.
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