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How to erase history!

Seasons of my life

Why Do We Stand?

I'll Always Be There!

I Feel Just Like a Baby!



That's Life!

That's Life!

War is Hell

Oh! Where did it all go?

Untitled

Disrespect?

'OH! My,my,my!"

Warriors

Disrespect!

Beware!

Untitled

Forgive and Forget?

So Why Should I?

Fifty Years Later

All in a DAY

A Warrior's Soul

"Good Life"

"If"

My Only Son

GONE!

"American Pie"

War is Hell!

Daream Catcher

Time is a Thief!

Ode to T/Sgt. Glenn Wilson

Never To Late!

CHANGE

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The Day the Poetry Stopped

The day the poetry stopped.
All the people listened, but
no longer the rhymes flowed.
The old poet sang his last
song of poetry from his
dying soul.

Only to be heard again,
when others recite.
That’s the fate of the dead
poet and his poetry rhymes
born in the middle of the
waking night.

Strange as it may seem,
his soul smiles with
shining gleam.
For now his poetry is recited
beyond his wildest dreams.  


Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2004





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