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I don't need
to look over the fence
I've too much to do
just from this end
The world is already
much too loud :
tone down
please don't shout!
 Aug 30 Gerry Sykes
Nigdaw
my mother in law
lies on a gurney in a corridor
waiting for a bed
a limbo
between treatment and death
either way
the corridor clears
for the next contestant
The smartest
have their deficient ways
the dullest
have their some bright days
The next is no guarantee
to be better or happier:
hold your own where you are
this is your sanctum, sure and secure
 Jun 29 Gerry Sykes
RED
I fell for the ocean,
Knowing he loves everyone.
But every wave that touched my skin
Felt like a promise—until it was done.

I watched others play in the same tide,
And smiled, pretending I was fine inside.
It was a mistake, I won’t forget...
But one I carry
With no regret.
What I write
might not be right
but I'll not be stopped:
free expression is my right

when such freedom
is stifled or suffocated
democracy will witness
an instant moral death
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