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2010 Truths and Thoughts

pressure bust pipes stress can burst a blood vessel chilling is the remedy but life wont let you young guys think your soft when you decide to wise up old men looking like your not quite wise enough I learned long ago that the hood life was not enough all they want is something in their dutch or their cup high and drunk while the hour hand is running laps if you sleep your whole life you wake up to a dirt nap the family structure is faulted dads addicted, mom tricking while granny singing take me to the water these little ones are crazy spraying shots indisriminate they're the grandchildren of the crack epidemic the 80s was crazy the 90s was grimey and the past decade was more like an insane asylum they follow fools by the flock, while righteous men get mocked Lord I'm listening in case you tell me to go build an ark when you hear the growl from the stomach,and feel the pain from the hunger poverty and crime combine like lightning and thunder hopelessnes and despair that can break a man quick have him ready to break all 10 commandments the youth are heat holding like wolves in sheeps clothing and all he want is more of what he's smoking in less than a heartbeat he'll stop your heart beat then write a song to brag about it over a hot beat the streets have a cruel set of rules and guidelines he wanted to be a millionaire but lost his life lines trust in the wrong one the outcome dissatrious those fake friends will front in your face and back stabya disloyalty in your circle can hurt you plus your enemies are lurking to push the knife in further where a simple robbery can easily become murder because their young and their dumb and in love with the sound of a burner

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Date: 3/19/2011 5:36:00 AM
Hope lies in the news media broadcasting only the bad news. "Out there" the good news runs rampant....we just have to listen for those magical notes found in neighbors and friends! Thank you for this fine poetry....
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Date: 12/11/2010 10:33:00 AM
Keep those ark construction plans handy, Michael. There is no doubt we have been on a decline in recent decades. I think the line about the "hour hand...running laps" is so true! We can't wait forever to address these problems. Your poem makes a chilling social statement -- definitely one with which I agree. Best wishes, Carolyn
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Date: 12/11/2010 9:17:00 AM
Nice thoughts well expressed of about to be bygone year, michael
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