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Rory Smith Mar 2019
From the places I’ve gone.
I’ve been questioning from dusk till dawn.
I hear the radio.
The Sky is light but it’s height.
It’s Increased.
It’s released.
A giant hole has opened up, The warnings are sounding.
Rapture is here but do not fear.
We are all humans in the world waiting.
The tales of time are here.
Lazarus speaks.
“The return of all life’s starts with a mortal human”
“Our Odyssey is here our exodus for naked truth visible man who is the god? no answer, no man, no question no result”.
Thank you for reading my poem.
Poems come out every Sunday
Rory Smith Mar 2019
Today I sit here in a room watching shows of doom and gloom, Rain and it’s sounds wetting groups of dog hounds, The gritty street turned to wet and dark, Water on knives those who choose to end life’s, Yet still, Rain, Beatification in every drop, Natrual and Nice like Suger and Spice, The news gives the blues the wet has turned red all these events I’m truly fed up, Another gloomy day will me and my friends live to stand another day, These are the days where the rain is now blood and it never rains, It always pour deaths on the street to survive in the streets is grisly a feat, But after all it’s just that.

Another day in the thread of history.
Hello guys, I’m Rory Smith and I will release poems weekly every Saturday.
Rory Smith Feb 2019
This is a changing era, The sunset is just about here-a, Divsion is huge and here always has since our creation, We are another race will face our destruction, This is not an outcry not a call for a fight at Osprey Heights, Our planet is changing we must brave through it, Generation Z is here but let’s not fear change may be here

So in our our of darkness let us not be heartless, Keep Carrying on we always have after all this could be the thunder before the storm New World Order 2030.

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