Conscience Cries

Nov 22

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Garrulous ghosties
Chasing pumpkin pie
All the little trumpies
Can never tell me why

Why must we act so
Ritten’s house has fallen
Do we really have to go this low
Someone’s conscious cries when callin’

A new call to prayer
In this dawn’s early light
To row this barge ashore
The muscles scream in pain’s dull bite

Overdubs in chintz glory
Faded actresses fade to black
Please don’t go to Kenosha
You’ll never find your way back

Innocent as the day is long
Why does everything go so wrong

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About Kitt

Sometimes a rhyme or couplet wanders across my consciousness. So, I share it. Other times I'm a hospice social worker; others, a Dad; others, southerner, New Orleanian, cajun enthusiast, voter, and on better days, a not-too-awful-poet/rhymster. Welcome to my page. Enjoy.

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