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Friday, February 20, 2009



The Stray Dog

Whn wil u speak up?
ths life is jst too hard
told to compromise the start
beat ov consistnt drums
who cud evr gt away
ppl die a silent death
hips sway...

eternity in waitng,
mumbling in the dark
strength ebbs away
thngs flow array

stones n pebbles
sticks n creeps
i hungr frm a death
my breath doesnt leave

fingrprints n foot casts
dirt streaks, bike marks
souls like sharks n dogs...
Forevr bark, bark, bark!

Luk at u
solace in silence n eyes downcast
whn wil u luk up, mar the earth?
it pours, it blows
it makes a loud blast

raise, rise, death is nt an end
a small curve it is, a mere bend
ask fr frgvnes, cntinue to light
sight ur dstiny n do thngs right... use ur might
nvr gv up a fight

whn wil u speak up
whn wil u try?
my soul grows weary
thngs pass by

chew off a large piece
work ur bite
nvr let a man down
nor evr hide

-rooj


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