GRAVES NOT RECIVING MY SPIRIT-
O’ statesman wrinkled so frail,
Young child sad soul so bitter,
Later a senior prom,
Marriage child later on,
raising a family strong.
Labor force workings hours long,
right to work state isn’t believing.
Elderly now mind a haze,
This world system in a blaze.
Rooted in flesh buried there!
Graves not receiving my spirit.
James Edward Lee Sr.
a BARD POEM
8/20/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
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