Best Patched Poems

They sorrow not that tread upon this patched road

They murmur not,complain not

For a heavenly prize

These gallant soldiers await


The joys they see

The tears they hide

They love not sleep

Toiling not in vain for

their faithful Master


Eunuchs some decide to be

Celibates they choose as such

To be identified with

Earthly passions...

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Robin Hood, Robin Hood,
riding through the glen!
Robin Hood , Robin Hood and his merry men
give to the rich
what they' taken from the poor.
The world in which I'm living
ain't the one I knew before....

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All broken 
and patched
but not healed.

The past
keep itself
at my heels.

I want to believe
I have grown
out of this,
I have recovered
from this,
but...
why does 
it keep haunting me?
...

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