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Parkinson's Disease

It's called Parkinson's Disease it is real,
    they say I have it,
          of lying they are not in the habit,

one third of three is my chances of survival,
    I will fight this thing,
         no matter what the future may bring.

In three years, the end maybe drawing near.
    after that there is less fear,
         my end it may not seal.

The tremor I have I was frightened by its arrival,
    I will continue to fight,
        I think that is right.

I will not go gently into the night,
    it may not be a pretty sight,
        but I will resist with all my might.

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Chantaclair

Chantaclair
From the pleasure garden,
  came the grape to ferment the vintage,
        loved by pauper poet, saint, or sage.
Taste so sweet with just a hint of bite,
    nectar of the gods,
        but a single bottle survives, Chantaclair.

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Keep the Lid On

Keep the Lid On
There is no reason to throw away years of progress for a momentary,
    fit of anger,
        you will not obtain a profit from rioting in the street,

Do not play into the hands who would like to turn the situation,
    to their means,
        and roll good laws retrograde.

Keep the lid on for your own good as well,
    I have no snake oil to sell,
        acting in your own interest keeps your freedom free.

So far you have shown great restraint,
    that's more than I can say for the Memphis police,
        indictments have been made the guilty will pay.
a time for calm and reason © 10 mins ago, Terence Cummings Smith    justice

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The Cost of Failure

The Cost  of Failure

I try my best to do a thing,
    and when I fail to reach my target by a little bit,
          I am flogged in the street like a mangey mutt,
               by my love, so sweet?

Sometimes we all fall a little short,
     that does not mean the mission I abort,
          to my goal, I slog along,
               even though the treatment I receive is wrong.

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Earthbound Paradise

Earthbound Paradise

Ruby red sapphire blue blossoms stand,
    in the diamond stream,
        little silver fishes play.

on a sky of robin's shell,
    Cotton puffs of cloud,
        golden gobs of sunlight glow.

Jade jewels of verdant green,
    along broad banks,
        of mink made, grow.

Ermine blasts of petals,
    lie beneath the shadowed shade,
        of tawny trees.

The pulchritude of paradise on earth,
    in my mind's eye clearly seen,
        since birth.
            visited only in a dream.

sometimes no what the time words
flow. © 30 mins ago, Terence Cummings Smith    nature

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Time Passed

Time Passed
The sky was clear,
    the ocean blue,
        it was long ago

We walked along without fear,
    soft breezes blew,
        with the sky aglow.

Puffed white clouds above,
    sailed across the skies,
        we watched the flight of a pure white dove.

Back at that time,
    there was very little crime,
        and we shared our sighs.

But those times have passed,
    parents by their children are sassed,
        and everyone thinks they're bad assed.

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Cry For Justice

Cry for Justice
Once again the cry for justice rings out,
    another young man of colour cut down,
        in his vital prime.
            quick indictments this time.

This should not occur,
    I strongly concur,
        at least the wheels of justice quickly turn,
            there is no need for the city to burn,

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Children of the Dust

Children of the Dust

What your eyes must have seen,
    as a stranger from afar.
         what stories lie hidden in your eyes,
              what secrets are held within your soul?

Exotic vistas play tag in your mind,
    they say you are not of our kind,
        you are thrown away as waste,
            not a decision to my taste.

They say that you are but dust,
     blowing in the wind,
         their opinion is not just,
              they know not where you've been,

I know you haven't sinned,
    I know you are my brother,
        will accept no other,
             for on your side I lean.

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God

God
God walks beside us every one,
    walking working, sleeping, he leaves us not alone,
        not just on Sundays in that pretty building across the street.
We are all his children,
    all sisters and brothers,
        as was his son.
If you want to prove he's there,
    reach out and touch him,
        through prayer.

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Ed's Sanity

One, two, three I am being,
    held far from auspicious harm.
         as I ably letter Ed a note,
              to keep from sending his sanity slipping far away.