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Warren Curle Poem
My Brain is on Fire
My Thoughts are blacken and cracked
My Soul is trapped in a mire
My Body feels racked
I am forever changed
Am I forever lost?
I am forever deranged
Am I knowing the true cost?
Oh God, what is the plan
Why could I have not been hit harder?
Oh God, I do not know where it began
Why could I not have been smarter
I wish I could find peace
Maybe just find some release?
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Warren Curle Poem
People Rarely see you protect us from the gangs
the killers of the innocent
People Rarely see you protect us from the drugs
the dealers or the pusher scum
People Rarely talk of the accidents and carnage
People Rarely talk of your heroic rescue or deeds or
The small child or mother you saved
People love to talk about the murder, the mayhem,
the loss of innocence
People love this talk but rarely but you in a good light
or a positive way
People love to talk and whisper about a television made
World of police and law and order
People love to talk but forget what you really mean,
For you are the true Knight of the modern day.
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Warren Curle Poem
No One can see the tears in my eyes
For I wear dark glasses
No One knows my true demise
For I feel my life is blowing ashes
The driver behind me did not pay attention
I doubt he thought how it would forever change my life
The driver what was his intention
I doubt he considered how it would wound my wife
The headaches are pounding drums in my head
The earaches screech like fingernails on a chalk board
But maybe enough is said
I will pray to the Lord
For he will never understand
He will never see me covered in vomit
For he might believe he never really had a hand
He will never see the pain as I hide in my closet
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Warren Curle Poem
Ode to the Governor
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Warren Curle
I long for a woman I can't have,
She is a woman who dances in my dreams,
She is a woman I always think of,
She is a woman I want to
She is a woman I dream of making love to,
She is a woman I'd long to grow old with,
She is a woman I want to share my life,
She is a woman I'm forbidden to have,
She is the woman;I wish the State would free
She is the woman I cannot hide away with,
She is a woman that I must meet Between wire and steel
She is the woman I cannot sneak a kiss,
She is the woman listed by a coded number,
She is a woman;I pray the State will forgive,
She is a queen in the tower of our despair,
that knows how to love me,
Please oh please, Governor do let her go!
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Warren Curle Poem
I long ago dreamed of you in the night
I know this timing is not right.
It is time for the truth to be free
Though I know I’ll never be on my knee
You were my first crush
But; our years were in such a rush.
I wanted to make you my morning light
Also holding you gentle, yet tight.
I just thought you should know
Now I know I should blow
You were the best
You are still way above most of the rest
So here is a kiss
That I never had a chance to miss
My mind is now at rest
Know that I believe you are forever the best.
Copyright © Warren Curle | Year Posted 2021
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