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One Hundred and Seventy Two Ruts

6/20/16


I don't know about you but
I made a few bucks
And continued to do much
New stuff

When I finally grew up
Through what
Was a long journey, with one hundred and seventy two ruts

In all honesty, not all speak the truth enough
And it is sad that so many kids have no access to a toothbrush
As well as an education or school bus

I pray one day the words I chose enliven and enlighten
On any island and side of the horizon

So that senses will be heightened
And futures can be brightened
More than the luster of the world's finest diamonds


During Winter, Spring, Summer and Autumn
Often
Had my fair share of problems
Some of which could've left me in a coffin
Which is why I used my noggin
Failure was just not an option 

By: Dalton Ogletree

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Darren White

Date: 1/18/2017 9:29:00 AM

So many of your poems read like songs, os poetry slam :) so many with almost monorhyme. you have a very distinct own style, and i like :)

Dalton Ogletree
Date: 1/21/2017 6:41:00 PM

I suppose everyone has their own style in their own way. Honestly, I would like to turn a lot of my writing into music and songs. Thanks for your input and feedback Darren :)!