Bent steel still warm, tight in my hand,Heart cold – anger blazed, its blurred where I stand.Demon on my chest, his blood drips from my fingers,worry whispers, but hatred still lingers.Out of hell, were not the same,ash in my breath, got the devil to blame.One not enough, so in fury I swung,blade rise and fellContinue reading “The man I was”
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Cross Road
Freedom meets resistance,now it does not fly.I met the devil at the cross road,he did not tel me why.As the sand falls through the hourglass,I listen for the call. Who controls my interests?I’m not attracted to this fall.
Smith Shine Poetry 