Aug. 3rd, 2009
Once lost in a sea of neon lights,
glittering orbs gently resting amongst
the stars. The acrid clouds from cigarettes
and dirty mufflers blanket street
performers. Metropolis, oh Metropolis
I entered as a blind pauper
Left like some strange new king of the streets
The sky was ours and everything that lay below
Kindred flames afire
You lead the way
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Joe would say....."You're a poet and you don't even know it"!
This was one of his favorite lines.
Well done! You have a natural gift.
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