Dalton Ogletree Poet Rhyme

In the Wind

7/27/16


Who am I to kid?
Live
Don't fib

At times I sinned
All I did
Could not be forgived

Near and far from waters with squid
And other life having fins

A shot straight to the ribs
Burnt a bridge
Because my heart was colder than a fridge
And I was tired of people being glib

While out in the fringe
Never once touched a syringe
Because it is something I forbid

Always grew up kind of off the grid
Amid
A ridge

To be truthful I became unhinged
And started to daily binge

Which didn't help any kin
Or my chances of being able to win

No you weren't in my skin
And have no idea of where I've been

As the planet continues to spin
I don't know where to really begin

Which is why I'll continue to swim
And hit the gym

Before I slid
Back to the crib

I followed through on a whim
In the wind
Then heard the sound of a violin
After all it was no longer grim

By: Dalton Ogletree

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