Below is the poem entitled An Old Piece of Metal which was written by poet
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Like an old piece of metal all covered in rust.
I am but a shadow waiting my turn to be dust.
Just as card dealer understands the game cards.
I know dying is easy; living with death is hard.
The end of the chapter is but a flip of the page.
Sometimes it’s real hard to not seethe in my rage.
One of my friends just got murdered; another one got life.
As I sit here safely cradled in the loving arms of my wife.
I try to remember the things that I never could forget.
I have finally reached a point where I have no regrets.
They’re things in this life that will never make any sense.
I guess to keep the chickens in you got to build a fence.
I think every soul on this earth has its own special needs.
If you were to stab me with a knife would I not bleed.
I once searched through my soul and taught myself to care.
I may not have much but I always have something to share.
You know, knowledge is not a fruit that grows up from a vine.
It is something that we slowly gain; through the passing of time.
Our lives are but a series of journeys full of special treats.
These journeys make up chapters of either glory or defeat.
Add up all the chapters and then let the book be whole.
In the end it will be you my friend paying for your soul.
Written for Constance's contest