No one paused
or even waited
for him to pass
money
ate the moments as
he sailed in silence from
the noise
that was his earning
He left loosely bundled bones
time to trod
his juices
evaporated
his soul,
leaving only drying remainders
if anyone should want to be reminded of that kind of life~
His causes, though many,
lost to business
profits
diminished
the hopes of too few
happy childhood days
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Reviews of "He Wasn't Born to Increase the GNP"
Reviewed by Jaclynn Huntington (Reader)
Reviewed on September 17, 2003
I saw through eyes of both man and child... to each a different view. Most interesting!
~Jackie~
Reviewed by C. Gourlay (Reader)
Reviewed on September 10, 2003
'too few happy childhood days' rings all the bells for me. this piece is what i have come to expect when reading you - it's honest, carefully written and somewhat profound. thank you.
Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
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The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
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