Walk alone? Never. 06 June 2006.
Tamper with my sounds of ignorance,
Seeping, sorrowing below my feet
As I walk barefooted across this bridge,
The only bridge of bright hope; I know.
I always walk alone but with my company
I hurt as this glass-sharp stone
Figures the one I am;
The one he wants me to be.
My words as acid-rain falls,
Bowed to me like a flashing reign
Of dignity and sympathy to mankind.
Tamper with my sounds of ignorance.
Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2006-06-06 at 20:26
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