Go Write It Out

Memory is a miracle an that we forget.
I forgive, I forget.
It's the pleasure of the past that 
fuses the future.

An I've wrote it out.

We've been beaten but we stand. Deceit,
It's dangerous.
Have it out now don't bring down the
world.

Go write it out.

Still I fight, my conscience clear. Still
smashing down walls I was forced to build.

I'm writing it out now.

Published by Smith Shine Poetry

I am my poetry, my poetry is me. I pray what I believe. I believe what I pray.

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