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Footsteps

Post No. 874

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Footsteps

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A trail of footsteps lead

across the fine sea sand

washed away in moments

by the incoming tide

gone without a trace

love letters long erased.

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I walk along the high tide line,

mine are the steps i leave behind

my heart bleeds with every beat

consumed by memories

of a love that died

that couldn’t last from tide to tide.

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The weight i drag upon my back

in a sack i cannot share

mine to own and mine alone

a task to shoulder willingly

‘til He shows me the way to go

smooths the path for me to follow.

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©Denise G Allen, 20 September 2015 05:41


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Goodbye Mister Zee

Post No. 831

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Goodbye Mister Zee

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The masses are restless

After a long sleep

They thought they could trust you

But instead what did you do

Fleeced them and kept them

In subservient positions

Untrained and earning a pittance

Conned them with meaningless words

Surrounded yourself with comrades

Afraid to speak the truth–

Even under oath

Fear is the currency of value

But at last the tide is turning

People’s hearts are burning

And Elvis has left the building

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©Denise G Allen, 28 June 2015 11:25