Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Who am I
Who am I THE ESSENTIALHere'm only in the days of my youth, And say my sacred trust. Control of verses, songs of wisdom, Accompany me to the distant star. There? S for the thought, no? S a lot to do. I? M still see the green and made me cry blue.Then? I'm going down So, how do I receive the crown of light? But the wind through my hair whisper your say Singing and fat day.Fears the general strike, the anguish surrounding me, But my spirit, the strength, I said it should be. I spray water on my face, And to believe that part of the human race. Everything from war to peace. Each of faith and fleece.Still, I am sorry, my girlfriend and her dance. I think that the depth of my love. Dust and fire, fog and storm, Inside me all day is long.I A strange feeling comes when they are in this sense. I am constantly somewhere something is missing. Give me any hard and do. I wonder what is the pinnacle of my acting. I think 'Who am I? I am here, but I do not know why.I? I wonder what's on me. I just do not know what I am supposed to be. The soul is pure / impure? My goal, of which I am not so sure. I think 'Who am I? I am here, but I do not know my work why.Are good or bad. I followed, I am happy or sad? My assets are grinding higher or lower? My progress may be fast or slow. I think 'Who am I? I am here, but I do not know why.Lastly, I can step into heaven or hell. But I can not describe my words and forms as well. I do not know what to call. I know that one day I cross the Styx, but could not be. I think 'Who am I? I am here, but I do not know why.My soul and will be separated from the trunk. Then, of course, we hear Unscratched. This scene is beyond my comprehension. I don'y know something about my future situation. I think 'Who am I? Why.Yes are here but I do not know why I'm here. I am looking for something pure and clear. It 's my heart that wants to see. I want to break the links to where I am wrapped. I think 'Who am I? I am here, but I do not know why.My work published in anthologies VoicesNet, Powell, Ohio. I write on various topics. Different from that of poetry, has also written prose.
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