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What is Wealthy


Is arrested

As I’m tested

Outside a cubicle

A small square

With monotonous drone

As we roam

Back and forth

Some on the verge of a luxurious pipe dream

But for me

It’s means to survive

And contrive

The life

That I dream to obtain

No need to gain

Situational power

Or pockets of gold

Just want to support my kin

And propose good nature

And live

A simple, content

Life lived

Not spent

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And shivers

Soft kisses

And quivers


A break in a new dawn

What was

Is now gone

Seeing the future

Through a blurred light


Walking forward



She says it’s all changing so fast

This is nothing like the past

Will we have a blast?

What if we don’t know what to do?

Man, this is all so new

We have to stay true

Can we maintain our youth?

Will we find the truth?

How do we know what to do?

I sit real quiet and patiently think

Everything did change

All in a blink

New jobs, new place, new marriage, new race

And I don’t know the finale

I don’t know what’s next

I just continue forward

And hold her near my breast

Soothing her slyly

With my heart beats

I don’t have the answer

But we’re both still taking the leap

The moments we have had

In between

Well, at least they are memorable

Even if the mountains ahead are steep


The mind can strain silent talks

When it mocks the financial disposition

Of two lovers in pain

A test for sure

But in a blur of situational originality

It takes two strong hearts

To keep beat with each other

N sync

Avoiding defeat

And having patience in the things that they first saw

In each other’s eyes

For the world can be destruction and full of tricks

But it takes two to rise against

And painful as the toil of disagreement may be

When I look in her eyes

I still see love for me