Displaced Purdons-
Held high I hold;
Displace visions told;
From my heart to my soul;
I'm not letting the story go;
My highest aim is my goal;
Let go letting gone see;
Are those compelling me;
To belong where I need not call;
My vision is blurred, I'm missed understood;
As my life on hold yet I fall;
WHAAAT!!!!!!!
7/13/23
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr.2023©
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