This Poem was Submitted By: gloria j. george On Date: 2001-01-09 19:12:32 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Can you step aside and let me by? I'm on a mission and can't stop now. So, if you have something to say, shout it out loud. If its worth it, I'll retain it. If not, I'll let it fly on gossamer wings to land on someone who may give a shit. But right now, I can't sit My motors running and my tank is almost out of gas. No Money, No Credit, I'll be left high and dry. The desert is a desolate place. All skeleton and bone. Fragments of what once was. As baron as my soul. No water. But an oasis caught my eye. But I blinked and it blanked. Should I consider that a sign, an omen, a flicker of hope Nah, don't be such a dope.   

Copyright © January 2001 gloria j. george

Additional Notes:
im not big on punctuation. i feel the reader has the right to punctuate I am also font illiterate

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