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A Lonesome Maker

****A reflection of a day, i wrote about the death of my fiance from cancer****
last night
the daughters of ignOrance
coupled with the sons of despair
in parked cars by ruined rivers
WhiLe dreams were finding their way home
in the dark

Old dreams
staying on old roads
neW dreams falling away
troops were being withdrawn
from One battlefieLd to another
and the president was to be re elected
because he kills more than any other
and is the best man for the jOb

because he Wears a mask
on the back of his head
and because he lives
where telescopic cameras
always crosses its target

As today, is the day of the Dead...
so this mOrning
I placed at the feet of unfinished statues
the scars I have salvaged

it's my Way of protesting

Now i sit in this bar
with the bartender and the cockroaches
pretending i am here on a visit
when I know this is home

Like a man with no one
you are such A Lonesome Maker

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Date: 2/24/2017 3:06:00 AM
Another excellent piece. Thank you, mo
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Date: 7/1/2016 9:28:00 AM
Liam, this is very good. Skat
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Date: 6/23/2016 10:44:00 PM
well said, Liam. linda
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