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John Mccann Poem
THE CLEVER CLOWN
THE CLEVER CLOWN IS WHAT SHE WAS BUT COULD NOT BE SEEN BECAUSE OF HER GAME THAT WAS PLAYED SO KEEN WHAT KET HER GOING WAS A WHIE MAGIC DUST WHICK KEPT HER GOING BUT BROUGHT OUT HER LUST SOMETIMES WHEN SHE WAS BY HERSELF SHE COULD PLAT THE PART OF A CLOWN OR ELF SHE COULD SEE MANY ILLUSIONS WITH IN HER MIND THAT KEPT HER HIGH AN FEELING SO FIN E THE CLEVER CLOWN IS WHAT SHE WAS DEE INSIDE ONLY REVEALING TO HERSELF THE SECRETS SHE HSD TO HIDE THE ONE IMPORTANT THING THAT NOONE WOULD COME TO KNOW IS THAT SOONER OR LATER IT WOULD CONQUER HER SOUL AS THE WHITE MAGIC DUST BECAME HER VER BEST FRIEND HAD LURED HER IN AN TRICKER HER INTO BEING ITS VERY BEST FRIEND PLAYING FOR KEEPS UNTIL THE BITTER END BY THE TIME SHE REALIZED THAT THE WHITE MAGIC DUST REALLY WASNT HER TRUE FRIEND SHE BEGGED FOR A CHANCE TO HAVE HER FAMILY BACK AGAIN BUT THE CLEVER CLOWN IS WHAR SHE WAS UNTIL SHE WAS BURRIED IN HER GRAVE BECUASE THE FRIEND SHE THOUGHT WAS NOONE COULD SAVE AN ON HER GRAVE STONE THIS IS WHAT IT READ FROM BIRTH OR UNTIL DEATH IT DONT MATTER BECAUSE OF JUST ONE MISTAKE NOW IM DEAD............... BY JOHN MCCANN
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John Mccann Poem
The world in a giant uproar people not caring for life anymore killing in every single street people running with trembling feet flames shooting up from everywhere people’s minds and bodies surrounded by fear buildings and houses collapsing on to the ground love or care is no longer to be found smiles an happiness being turned upside down leaving people’s faces with permanent frowns this is what happens when good an evil no longer balance out this is what koa's will be about it when all things come to finale end its when faith will be reminded to us again and again it’s when the very last bit of struggle will be sought it’s when the last battle on earth will be fought it’s when not words or medication or ammunition will help anyone out all in all its called koas what the end will be about koa's is not something talked about very much at all but it’s the beginning, the end an mankind an beast finale fall..............
John McCann
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John Mccann Poem
MY SHADOW
DO YOU KNOW SOME ONE WHOM IS JUST LIKE ME....
THAT REMINDS YOU OF MYSELF, KNOWN AS WE....
MAYBE SOMEWHERE IN TIME OR ALONG THE WAY....
WE HAVE MET BEFORE AN TH SHADOW WENT ASTRAY.....
POSSIBLY IN A DREAM OR IN A PLACE IVE NOT SEEN BEFORE.....
MAYBE WHEN I WAS YOUNGER, AS A SHADOW BEHIND A DOOR...
IS IT POSSIBLE THAT THE WERE SHADOWS THAT REFLECTED LIKE THAT
OF A TREE....
OR THE REFLECTION WAS SCARY LIKE THAT OF THE WIDE OPEN SEA.....
ALL THESE TEARS I WONDERED WHY THIS SHADOW APPEARED SO CLOSE TO MY SIDE.....
AS IF IT WAS FOLLOWING ME, LEAVING ME KNOW WHERE TO HIDE....
PLAYING ME SO CLOSE AS IF IT WERE MY WIFE.....
NEVER LETTING ME GO, HOLDING ON FOR DEAR LIFE....
I FINALLY REALIZED HOW POWERFULL MY SHADOW WAS, I FELT ITS PAIN, I FELT ITS HURT, I FELT ITS LOVE HIGH....
AT TIMES IT MADE ME LAUGH,GRIN, AN SMILE, OR EVEN CRY......
NOW I REALIZE THIS SHADOW REALLY WAS...
IT WASNT DOES OR DONTS, BUT ALONG JUST BECAUSE.... MY ADDICTION......
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