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Time To Decide Patsy
Time To Decide Patsy
I’m sat amongst the boxes
In my nest not in a tree
The November sun is dazzling
It’s nineteen sixty three
In the land of the brave
In the land of the free
I’m learning how to kill
In the book depository
I look down the barrel
To see what I can see
A woman dressed in pink
Her hand is on his knee
I squint at his head
It’s just him ...
Tuesday 2nd April 2019 4:48 pm
Daily Howl
Daily Howl
A quiet boy -
he painted rainbows,
got lost in the words
of ancient poets,
spoke with respect,
offered up his seat
and his place in the world
to the unfortunates.
He smiled,
he laughed,
he spoke in words
of love and peace
with passion
and humility.
His voice
a pacifier.
Sometimes,
when the world was cruel,
he cried
...Tuesday 1st May 2018 12:25 pm
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