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See The Truth

Poetry By: Tyrone Slade
Memoir



What do you see? Two part series. This poem is a collection of observations I have made about life, a type of wisdom so to say. This poem has to be thought about to make sense.


Submitted:Nov 23, 2006    Reads: 244    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Comfort and glory of the�mind,

Is like a lighthouse for the mentally blind,

The ghetto means grime, life is timed,

The proper study of man is the study of mankind.

The soil of a man's heart is something like stone,

He must rep what he sows,

He never sees more then he knows,

He never owns anything more then his goals.

Going over the edge is not a fall, it is a plundge.

A strong man is followed by a weak person with a sponge,

Evil is in your heart, ever since you were young,

It comes out in actions and tonge.

The devil existence is legitimate,

Evil is easy, it's forms are infinite,

It causes mental and physical inprisonment,

Every man is strong armed by his govrnment.

Open up your third eye,

Rise above, observe the world with bird's eyes,

For this does not just concern you,

It also concerns I.





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