K.C. Ford Biography

My life is a mess,
I've done everything wrong,
on the urge of a moment
I sing the wrong song.
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A wise word expressed
when a hard hand expected,
ensures the child chastised
and repetition corrected.
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It all comes down to this,
a stone above my head
declaring birth and date of death.
It all comes down to a mound of earth
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If one day you recall my name,
And if by chance this page revealed,
then read these thoughts, walk through words
lightly, as we through summer strolled,
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Out of the sands the stones gathered,
block on block rose a celestial stair
that centuries of desert winds
did not destroy the mausoleum of kings.
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