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Spiritual Recall

Ageless in confession Above my fear’s greed It prays for me to falter And forget what I believe Life was once a symbol A tool for self-reclaim For honest independence But then began this game A world that was for taking Advantage of the true Through bitter, lost denials A rebellion then ensued Pain became infection Never again a sign Instead of overcoming We chose vengeance and design But though these things run rampant Life is still a tool To understand our failures We will only find more truths Ageless in this wisdom Beneath my highest form And between opposing forces I will remember where I’m from

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 8/8/2009 6:24:00 AM
I am so happy to have the time to read your excellent poetry this beautiful Saturday morning Ian. Keep your pen flowing. Love, Carol
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Date: 8/7/2009 8:48:00 PM
A very true to life, poem, Sincerely moses
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