Jeremy Street Poet I do not know?

Spare Me Your Paradise: Rosemary's Baby

Glancing back, twas as a dream within this dream to me....
Some distant of surreal yet twisted play and I was but a child
At life's mercy trying to navigate no, simply surviving perhaps her
World in woe climbing aneath their desk while the sirens wailed wondering
If every tiny heart held their sorrows as this child ? Covering, new borne lights
Pledging allegiance towards an atrocity at the time we could not know: fast forward
Beyound his black as white renditions body bags, where nothing has changed except the date ?
Their conqueror worms reciting abomination's ushering declarations living breathing situations in dae, they trust.

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Pace Ink-U-Script April 3, 2014 at 2:25 PM This is very impressive...You captured my attention all the way through. And I definitely loved your comment on my poem Whitewash.. I totally agree with you...INK-U-SCRIPT

Poet Destroyer A April 2, 2014 at 3:21 PM WOW, Jeremy, where was I yesterday. I missed so many of your new poems. I don't know why, your poems, are so good, and they remind me of another's work. You have a uniqueness, none of the other poets around here have, but one. However, you don't know my poetic friend. I think of him, as the soup's master of Alliteration. Something about you, knocked me out. (good) I don't think it was your kindness, but the way you weave alliteration on to your poems. Which is one of my favorite forms. xox- PD Jeremy Street July 8, 2014 at 2:21 PM *)~(-