I wrote poems for prisoners
that were much freer than I
considered it my business
to question freedoms ire
left open interpretation
sought a song to bye and bye
gave an old bum knowledge
he’d much rather have my time
and I’ve thrown away poems
that should have met your ear
instead I hid them safely
beneath a whispers drear
should have spoke in turn
gave aloud the thoughts I had
but an old bums’ wisdom
turned my happy sad
-see
©2013 Cornelious “See” Flowers
The Blacktop Prophet 
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Pay it forward Thursday. Sharing this poem from blacktopprophet’s blog. Enjoy!
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This is really good! I am going to follow you and have a look later at some more of your work. Would love to hear you speaking this aloud, do you have a video or soundcloud?
Cheers,
dripdropsymphony.wordpress.com
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Thank you! Videos coming soon!
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Soundcloud up… will be posting audio from now on…
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