A Soft Pillow

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    A Soft Pillow


    My heart doth now become leaden
    With aches and pains gets laden
    When hearing news that are sordid
    Evil deeds of creatures too horrid

    Demons and monsters in stories read
    Come alive to wreck lives unhindered
    With their fangs and claws so hideous
    And wicked to harm in ways insidious

    When heavy sadness fills my heart
    To some pleasant memories I resort
    The happy carefree childhood days
    Of fun, frolic and friendly plays

    Beaches, flowers, hills and dales
    Any scenery that my heart regales
    Little favors that life brings
    And a lot of my favorite things

    Those little acts of my kindness
    Deeds of tact and thoughtfulness
    That brightened a worried face
    And emboldened to run the race

    Unflinching always in my duty
    Guarding the kin with loyalty
    To gather knowledge my thirst
    And to share it was I first

    Let the ugly face of life recede
    Let me only the bright spots heed
    Unknown are the ways of Providence
    In its kindness have I confidence

    A branch is not destined to carry
    Fruit bunches that are too heavy
    No grudges and ill-will I keep
    A soft pillow I have to sleep

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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