Roy Merchant Biography

I was wondering through a leafy lane
Looking at the wonders of the land
Seeing all that man has to gain
And trying to understand
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Money..power..and paranoia
Is a dangerous mixture
To have as a fixture
In a minuscule portion
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Somewhere, out there, in a world so harsh
A young man wept a tear
He’d been working hard, toiling the land
For, one month and a year
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I First Met Her on the Day She Was Born
She Was Lying Down..Just Having A Rest
Gently..Trying to Focus on the Dewy Morn
Her Only Means of Survival..Her Mother's Breast
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The greatest contusion in a lover's life
Is the paradoxical confusion between..
The circular movements of the mind
And the circular movements of the behind
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