I’m Old Dying Joe.
“Sacrifices after prices paid - suffice; Continuously pacify attempts to tempt - I fight; To disciplines, I listen in - they communicate what might be in my interest
By Joseph Severo5 years ago in Poets
“Believe it or not, I’m appeased by the ripples: I don’t wade in the waters, I submerge - I keep going deeper; Seeping, pervading sentiments are synthesized below the basin’s radius;
“Beautiful composition; Dutiful - on a mission: To make a masterpiece from my old issues; Took breaks to master me - won’t die from disuse
“A morning of conception; Swarming forms - expressions; Warming warring norms this session; Guess what’s best: My own direction;
“Voices long for song; Choices: Right or wrong? Rejoice for life - a dawn a day; Applaud - Hooray: Make noise along the way;
“Head cranes - peering past your shoulder - What are you lookin’ for? Are there any problems? No? Then why you starin’ at the floor?
“Bring me back to life - revive the mic; Alive - time ripe; Abide - shine right; Precise: Confide the truths in rhyme; Concise: Insights comprise the proof from rites;
“Won’t fold - enrolled to play the role of soothsayer - I approve an improved later; Astute claims: Sure-fire moves made have proved prayers;
“Tones of timberwolf when working: Gray areas require the finest lines - It is I who place them - Facts - I face them; Black and white thinking more dull than full;
“What if I really was wrong all along? What if I was worthy of each doubt - both my own and those without? Maybe I’ve never had it in me;
“Psyche out - bounce, reroute; Amount down - Rebound; Announce, shout - Renounce; Expound - ground - so sound; Surmount rounds - Keep count; Pronounce vows - allow;
“Once I shyed from using my voice - now, I feel I have much to say; Once I cryed from making the choices that caused and inflicted the strain;
