Joe Jump About

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  1. Posted October 25, 2022 at 5:39 pm | Permalink

    Boundaries you cannot breach or even reach, blinded by indoctrination, can’t make head nor tail, but still, I want to until, I can’t walk, so much talk, about the height of the wall, I don’t stand tall, it beggars belief, that’s a relief, born into slavery, foot tired and weary , still can’t find a way over, ever sober, not meant to be, I don’t speak the language you see, lost, count the cost, my hard drive is damaged beyond repair, I have a tale to tell, my soul I did sell, nothing ventured nothing gained, the sun didn’t rise but boy it rained, down on me, all the way down to the bottom of the pit, I was left, bereft, nothing but my will, to be one day heard.
    Anthony Mc Gann.

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