Chess pieces in the Game

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Chess pieces in the Game

Chess pieces in the Game.
Pull the brass ring out of the sky.

So lonely are the eyes I see,
Lost are the friends they once knew.

The mirror in front of them reflects only
strangers now.

Lord, put hope back into there lives.

God, please send them a guardian to lead
them back to hope, and promise.

Trevon.

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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.

TREVON’s Poems (40)

Title Comments
Title Comments
Norlene 2
ANGEL 4
When 1
Lost Heart 0
Bay 0
Bay 0
MY STEPS 2
MESSENGER 2
Messenger 1
Lord 1
My Treasure 1
My Beginnings 1
My Tears 0
Grace 0
God Man's Lost 1
There no place like home. 1
My Prayer 2
Missing 2
My Lord 1
There's no place like Home 0
Eve 1
Autumn 2
Jean 1
Dad 2
Crimesome Tide 2
Pastor 4
A Beginning 1
Misses Crosby 1
Thus 2
Creation 2
Not Enough 1
Chess pieces in the Game 0
A Great Hill 1
No Reasons 1
On My Way 2
My dawn 3
January 3
Laurens View 3
Tiger in the Mist 2
These days 1