Voice Of Realism Poem by Drake Kinkaid
Voice Of Realism
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Seeing blood through the water without even a try
The fire we diffuse caused the river to dry
And the hate that is thick that our people endow
From the temples far side and up through the clouds
Is the fear of their fall, the cause of it all
Human essence itself is a wall thats closed in and a mile to tall
The history of our being
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
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