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Poetry Corner

admin | 9/11/2011, 8:43 a.m.

My Life

Ancestors drums beat, deep within my heart Opening new horizons, deep inside my soul This fire burns restless, thoughts lost inside My infinite My breathing is somewhat labored As I picture people, I never seen in my mind Restless thoughts Endless nights Strange fruits, hanging from a tree Ancestors drums beat. Terry Fernando Newton ~ Miami, FL