A POEM WHILE THINKING ABOUT LIFE ON A SMALL ISLAND.
early in the mourning birds flying accross the sky, a man gets in his car for work and kisses his wife goodbye a grandmother sets her bread out to cool,While a mother rushes her children off to school ,cars rushing down boardway,teachers prepareing thier classes for the day,waves rushing in around the pier any early mourning drunks drinking there beer,and some where else a gardner notices a flower that has seem to spourt up out of the ground,while a husband and wife fights to make the marriage sound,and in john sealy a baby is just being born to its mother,while a child and wishes his for absentee father,accross town another senseless fight takes place as a crowd surround them as they get ready to rumble,On 29th street another building is being torn down as the family stands by to watch it crumble,I start to hear sounds of thunder all this is life in Galveston i ponder…..MAJESTY T
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