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Cane (Free verse) by richa Is it you, that cane-tap, you are blind, I get it,
but it is morning and there is only you and I and the road
so please stop.
I would never poison me a pigeon or hang
for any crime and yet however far I step
from arsenic and want I still hear your cane-tap,
you are blind. I am descended of Adam
but you are old and no nearer to heaven.
Up the ladder:
Tulips for Penelope
Down the ladder:
Gardener
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Posted: March 26, 2007 6:06 AM PDT; Last modified: March 26, 2007 6:06 AM PDTWeighted score: 5.1788044 Overall Rank: 4893 Comments:
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Ranger @ 81.103.124.179
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27-Mar-07/2:21 AM
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Ace, I don't get it but it's clearly not bow'ls.
I thought of John Newton, an English slave ship captain for 20 years. He quit all that, sided with the abolition movement, and wrote the song of the movie's title, "Amazing Grace" When he got old and blind, he said, "I was blind, but now I see," and then asked the question, "Did I write that?" A good movie.
Hahahaha, heaven-that's funny. But seriously, I like what you've done here although I can't say I get anything from reading this. However that is probably because I am stupid. Yay.
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