As Before..


'dream me to wonder.. path equal free.. all living will be there.. to play song.. to be..

Who forsakes the sane for pain for what was done before?  She shouts as a barker at a Shanghai knock-off store..

Thought my ears deceived me as an old familiar whine.. insult my brain with pain we know.. sad like dying pines..

How and why that manic cry shout for cartoon folks.. who will roll uncertain.. bike wheels forward without spokes..

Palin.. Trump straight from the sump of oil a road to hell.. without a sense forget historic times man warred and fell..

Call it as I see it how can any sight see less?..  I see a street performer who when unknown calls will guess..

Opening a campaign with discrimination woes.. for sake of demon check I wonder can such feet have toes?..

What is known in minds that bone unknown while wife cries out?.. what finds peace in bank accounts with sickness all about?..  

Educate to masturbate a phony learning curve.. so unwary unknown vote for who they soon must serve.. 

I could write forever bout those who sever sane.. a good man says ‘farewell’ he saved more lives than drops of rain..

Stupid.. bored their minds ground floor in horror wars find hope.. find excuse in any ruse shout uncool.. not ‘dope’..

No thought for those so caught in place or color skin.. learn from your mistakes my loving species.. play to win.. 

Peace Tony

©AC.20.1.16.arr././

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About cryinforthedyin

I write philosophy and poetry. I postulate solutions for problems..I find similiar things in history to compare to present day, hoping to find a solution to the seemingly difficult task of giving and receiving love. I play music. Blues harp, piano, guitar, electric and acoustic. I sing..I love to sing..Peace Tony
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