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A Mornings Word 12/04/07
WW ( / Rock Hill SC)

A Mornings Word 12/04/07

Poem By wordsy wright

A child of destiny
in the hands of fate
Born of rage
and reared in hate
All together a little too late
Now he too bears the trait

Now he too bears the trait

Ousted by life
and lacking the clout
Filled with fear
and riddled with doubt
And still he is clueless to what it's about

And still he is clueless to what it's about

Seeped in sorrow
He shares the shame
and bears the blunt
of the burden of blame
And to his pain he gave a name
All in all, it's all the same

All in all, it's all the same

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