S Michael Stamper Poems

So many times we've been together,
so many times we've been apart.
Morning love is for lovers,
never waiting for the night.
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The best of my day's have been spent in a haze,
I rarely stopped once to see.
I sat by the track, holding my sack,
with nobody watching over me.
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There are days of mass confusion
There are days of malcontent.
There are days of retribution
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After a long day shoveling coal from the bowels of the Earth,
he returned to breathe the poisoned, cursed air.
His lungs are full of dust and debris,
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