Category: O.S. Poetry
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Corruption
Corruption It starts in the family and moves to the business,Then to the nation, it becomes the norm, and the worldBows down to make an easy buck. But what of self?Self becomes the filter of right and wrong. Money is the goal, money is the driver, money is control,But money is effort without the goal,…
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Why is the Sky Blue?
Why is the Sky Blue? Sky blue for me and youWhy is the sky so blue? Does it look the same for you?Reflection of the sea you sayWhich sea I ask you?The one above orThe one below? All the same water, I thinkWe are but a bubble In between As above so belowWhat did you…
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My OS Talking in rhyme
My OS Talking in rhyme Seer I am, unseen I glide, Natural truth in my soul’s tideUnder the dome under the sea,Under the sky, just you and meNote pad ready, I am steadyTwo eyes two ears at the readyFirst, I see you then I hear youCollected meaning as it’s gleamingDoes it feel right is it…