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John Doe jnr

I never knew who I was or was to become

never counted the rays that shone out of

the sun

never had time to drive '69

or route '66

 

too many tricks

too many kicks from the sick

******** who taxed me

 

down in the coal mine, the pit face

is the face that I wore

dusty and soot black,

but I'm never going back

 

I'm reading now

got a college

got some knowledge

and if god is willing

he'll fill in

the blanks for me

fill me with some

history

 

not counting my chickens,

but I'll wait and see

who I am

before I hatch.

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john-edward-smallshaw
70 / English
Published
Jul 1, 2016
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