Struggling,
In the sun I'm tussling,
The scorched earth is mumbling,
In the mornings
When I'm walking.
A man,
Waking in search of
His daily bread.
Striving hard to break this yoke,
That his forefathers
Found hard to poke.
Lost in reverie,
Lusting over the lasting
Feel of a breakthrough
That is yet to come.
Wondering how
This money can be earned
The right way,
'Cause the devil is
Always selling a pathway,
To short lived riches.
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Songs of Adam [Poems]
PoetryThe poems contained in this book was written with a lot of heart. The confusion and turmoil expressed in these poems is very real to most people and myself. Life is brutal and we wake here without guidelines so we struggle, a lot more than we need t...
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