Jack Bare Poet I do not know?

Dream Code

I find in strings of perfection 
A less than wary sight
Events I plan to bear witness 
To humble oneself no might 
A broken branch of hatred sewn 
Into my souls new keep 
Within these dreams of broken things 
I’ve lost in counting sheep 
Guilt that wells below my eyes 
My choices now set free 
Beyond my worldly self I find 
The dreams become of me

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Beata Agustin July 19, 2026 at 12:38 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Funom Makama January 5, 2019 at 10:26 AM This is wonderful.. An intriguing write with a touch of deep thinking. Creativity at its best.. "The dreams become of me"indeed...