In Pure Darkness

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    In Pure Darkness

    In Pure Darkness

    by: Kevin Wesley Goodson

    Little Jack Horner sitting on the corner
    Selling Dope without Hope.
    With his Boys just making noise

    Looking for an Easy way out.
    Killing time while holding his Nine.(Gun)
    Living without a cause and purpose for life
    Living without a Dream or vision to see
    Living in pure Darkness and Sadness

    Hardness for Life on the streets to nowhere

    Is he Blind and can not see his direction
    Or Blinded by his misdirection

    He walks by sight not by Faith.
    He walks in Darkness,Yet he still sees his Shadow
    He is nothing

    But a Blinded Fool without Hope and Direction for Life

    Copyright ©2008 Kevin Wesley Goodson

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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