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Dave Klix Poem
User Beware
Words flow through the pen to the paper, like water raging down a river to the sea.
Thoughts in my head aching, like a caged animal, yearning to be free.
Sentences become verses, bringing it all to life.
Sugarcoating sweetness in a heart, or piercing like a knife.
The slash of a pen can dishonor a name.
Can build someone up, or put them to shame.
So powerful, it can incite madness with a few swift strokes on a line.
It can melt or break a heart, whether it be yours or mine.
The pen in the wrong hands can maim like a gun.
Can set emotions on ice, or make them hotter than sun.
The pen can put people in love, or make two countries hate.
Can bring riches beyond dreams, or decide your fate.
User beware, the pen can be a weapon so strong.
Can start wars in far places, or tame the heart with a song.
It's the thoughts in my head that form words made from ink.
The pen is the tool that hears what I think.
Copyright © Dave Klix | Year Posted 2014
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Dave Klix Poem
HOME
Home is where you plant your feet
And call that big ol’ chair your seat.
Where you’ll see family and friends
And get the mail that everyone sends.
Home is where you sit and stay
And watch your children as they play
With all their fancy little toys
Made for all the girls and boys.
Home is where you rest your head
In that really comfy bed,
And dream of things that feel so right
Morning, noon, and every night.
Home is where you live your life
With your husband or your wife.
So no matter where it is you roam
It is your house that is your home.
Copyright © Dave Klix | Year Posted 2014
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Dave Klix Poem
THE NEED
The need for the drug was greater than the need for the friend,
And because of that need, many friendships would end.
Though everyone was leaving, it didn’t seem to matter….
The need for the drug just made it all sadder.
The need for the drug was greater than the need of the bills.
The urges were stronger, taking over his will.
His every thought, determined for more.
The need for the drug was worth dying for.
The need for the drug was greater than the need of his life.
Taking everything away, causing nothing but strife.
He used to have much, but now he’s lost all.
The need for the drug is what made him fall.
Copyright © Dave Klix | Year Posted 2014
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