Loose Thoughts - January 1, 2002

Loose Thoughts
(c) January 1, 2002

To those who do not know
this is a surprise
I write my verse from prison
a place of no real life

All you read imagined
from a cell too small to breath
a world of earthly hell
is what my green eyes see

I crawl into a poem
and let my mind run free
give my thoughts a rhyme
so life don't look so bleak

I hope you feel my words
I hope you see my dreams
I hope your song is bright
I wait for mine you see

All my hopes for life
I write upon my page
or vent my angry voice
by writing from my rage

Still peace has found my heart
my writing eases pain
I'll be with you soon
just waiting for that day

by Ricky D. McKean

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