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The Troubled Man

The Troubled Man Trouble sits like a quiet trigger at his shoulder He is calm No one knows him Or knows the places and things he has seen He sit there calm Quiet thoughtful Respectful of his surroundings They cannot see the art self-control Adept without a muscle twitch He is calm But there is a pissed off monster lurking in his blood He is calm Only injustice And peoples lack of respect Can irk it to retaliate Then some may learn what the fizzog of a pissed off monster Really looks like But He is calm And to the surprise of many Should they discover That this man writes poetry But they never ask Perhaps it’s the monster That keeps him away And keeps them at bay Keeps him quiet From the things he has seen Places he has been And done But he is calm The manic maniac monster Has become philosophical of late Darn site Calmer Than he used to be Less of a trigger And more of a Tiger Lurking in the background But still He is a troubled man By injustice And disrespect His self control Adept without a muscles twitch He is calm

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Date: 5/17/2009 12:05:00 PM
Well, we are all (most of us I hope) troubled by injustice and disrespect. This man has grown so much. History (his own) seems to have taught him well, however, no, he is not happy. Perhaps that is around the corner, something, someone to rid the monster, once and for all. A journey unfinished. Love, Shar
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