Poet Tellaferro Poet Rhyme

Gold

Regged are the faces 
Drowning in waste 
Lost forgotten out of place.

Gold does not fade or decay, 
it knows no warmth or kindness
only filigreed in bone laces of gold

Walking the highways of drifting sand
Under the fluorescent glow of Walmart signs 
& Stop n Go's...

Lost children in a rich land, 
Desolate and sterile 
Lost and forgotten
Displaced by man. 

                         SOLD!

Gold does not make one wise 
Only the fool makes that compromise
But with a little thought and love.

A whisper from one above
Sparking the will to build stone
& to help the less than one...

GOLD!

         Woven in bone...
       Provide warmth 
    Heal the broken
Enrich the Wantin...

Feel the heart; 
     a purer Gold
         deeper in bone n marrow...

  With mercies coin
    A gift of charity...
         Ragged maybe the faces
            Digging out of these wasted places

Lost and still 
       forgotten, but never 
                          out of grace...


Golden!

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