'The Chosen Shadow'
Lo! I have chosen to be a shadow and will be hated among theives~ assumptions of tricks up my sleave by the ones so easily deceived Yet my thoughts will bleed upon those in greed~ offer a hand to those in need, ~shown the deceased a little haven of peace And all dead who claim not the honor~ denial of their own states of power ~while in their dreams the living hour toward victory of the supposed "coward" (Canard this is not), all blocks breath will stop upon the (Joust)~ the lessons of one ghost before the dawn of a political overdose So slowly (the shadow) moves into verse~ watching the play of an American made curse ~'tis hated but revered among honest tribes of (which one came first) Just a quick look inside their lines drawn congruent~ filled with anger over (the shadows) calm refusal of argument ~(twisting and glistening) in the messages which hath been sent... Respectfuly Dead, ~Timmy G. Written February 7th, 2002 © on Feb 06 2002 07:39 PM PST 0 • 13
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"Lo! I have chosen to be a shadow and will be hated among theives~..."