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Childish me

A child and I
have one thing in common
I remember when as a child,
I wanted my hard earned dollar
ran out of the door my sister
and got a beating thereafter

a decrepit ole soul…
now as senility overpowers me
I think idealism is all I alone reveal
outright stupidity comes to me
I see nothing beyond the fence
darkness and superflousness
the forests cast shadows
as if twas total darkness
my mind behaves senile

I tirelessly walk a mile
from myself,
I seem to run away
my heart beat tells me to stay,
now my heart beat also does betray
the silence enroute I can’t stay

childishness can be my aura again
is all that this
Ole soul can vociferously say
sans childhood
sans love
sans all possessions
not a dollar left
of wisdom now I stand bereft

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I liked this one it had a purpose and meanings by the loads.
Always remember that when that second childhood comes, it is not the physical thing that abides with you, but the simplistic reasoning that we had in those children's hours of happiness.
Physically we are spent, and it would be a joy for just one moment of that child to enter our day, if only we could see it when it was here, or catch it as it is fast.
I have one Bionic eye and it taunts the other with a shadow on that side lol, I hurt but at least I know that it is life I feel, I cry more now but why is that a weakness of the body or of the spirit ????
If your eyes are bad have someone read this to you and know that two lives in that reading will be joined and then rejoice,
Yours Ian.T

L6 - ran out of the door my sister ????

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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