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Right Or Wrong

I am right You are wrong I am out of sight You always got the right song I am up for the fight While you sit tight Yes you are right Cause none of them know  What's going on I am not saying I am right What's right or wrong When death happens When eye dampens When truth sinks onto you When lies surfaces up When try gives up I am wrong Why so? I told you so That's why I know how so That's why Sometimes eyes are looking But blind Because they want to find What's in their mind Am I right? I am evil My mouth is venomous  So I was told I am cold not courteous  I bite  When I hiss Then don't piss  Where you are cordially invited That's getting dark Yes that's my spark I don't cry And then laugh amidst crowd Feeling proud Of a rotten kid Who couldn't smell a dying truth Beneath a nascent vermouth  I don't cry  I don't sob I don't show the mob That I am missing a door knob I have no fear at all I have lost a battle That I didn't get to win...

Traveler

I write about people I met..
About people whose eyes went wet.
About people who meant something.
About people who let go of everything.
I write about places I visit..
That talk to me.
That walk with me at every step.
That stalk me as I sleep..
That provoked me to find them no matter what.
I write about free spirits.
About the dancing street.
About the glaring little girl.
About the forest that fumes with fire.
About the mother who doesn’t sleep.
About the man who smokes to forget.
About morning that holds you.
About the night that folds you.

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