SO!
So few now ,So hard to find ,
Me and you , US
So only a few know ,
So when the front changes what we are ,
So gone , hidden , not to be searched ,
So stumbled upon ,
So cant be found and seen,
So limited , by passed
So only those who know,
So all though the few , view ,
So like being in a one horse town,
So missing the crowed that before looked on,
So now romanising , life before , the changes came not ,
So promised , empty now they seam ,
So just thinking why did it all go wrong ,
So will it ever be right , fearing not to be.
So when we are once again upon the map ,
So again we can be found.
The Dyslexic Poet Ken D Williams
Poetry by ken d williams

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Written on 2009-09-29 at 22:37




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