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Christopher Brantley Poem
Even
When Rivers flow with gold
And land is
Sewn with Coal
Nothing will have changed
Copyright © Christopher Brantley | Year Posted 2010
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Christopher Brantley Poem
Will we feel our love when we are dead?
The moon and rocks off to the sky
What are these if not had been lead?
Will our joy and tears perspire forever?
But soon the clock nods to a sigh
Are our children our only endeavor?
The ale is drunk, our fears trunked
As we stalk to noon, But why?
Alas debunk, our fears confront
Soft comes a lullaby
Copyright © Christopher Brantley | Year Posted 2011
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Christopher Brantley Poem
Raindrop
So simple, So brave
Coming from miles away
Unaware of being
Yet having vital meaning
You fall today
So Simple
So Brave
Copyright © Christopher Brantley | Year Posted 2010
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