These Wandering Souls
Of Love & Blood & Strife Abomination & Sacrifice Our far too short lives Held back by the lack Of human evolution Intelligence The living wage Controlled by avarice Greed & corporations The worshippers of money The tax man killing all Humane society or the Possibility thereof Lives cut short By poverty, pollution war Desperation competition Only to die early Without the time To grow To be Their wandering Souls still looking For a place called Home The indentured Servants of a False freedom We call "Democracy" With nothing more Left to give Saying nothing & accepting What the rich Like to call " Fate" Dead Poet Blues Another dead song for a dead man another dead art in a no man's land The poets Come N' Go Leave all their Words behind For the great big Fight we call Literature Another dead song for a dead man another dead art in a no man's land We didn't ask For this We're all just The damn Messengers With the lights on Crow Haiku Conversing w/a crow in The early morning sun Asks me why I wear so much Black The Watchtower by R.M. Engelhardt – Bob Dylan inspired poetry A Fevers of the Mind Quick-9 Interview with R.M. Engelhardt
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