Humming
A Poem by Bazooka from a Collection Called 'All Green to Me'
By Bazooka TeachesPublished 5 years ago • Updated 3 years ago • 1 min read
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In the morning
Full Of colors
Reflecting into my eyes
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We all have wounds and scars
So wipe it all away
With iodine or time
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Breathing comes easily
Just like pain
And tweaking smiles
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This vehicle of mine
Riding on
A chemical ride
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Was I released?
From a sleeping cell
Or am I in one still
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A lovely mess
Life a game of chess
Pieces here and there
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Still blessed inhaling air
Nothing else to do
But exist
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With the surrounding lights
I, a satellite, hover
And hum signals
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Humming away
Or maybe a dream
Hard riffing guitars
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Humming a wave of plights
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By Bazooka Teaches
About the Creator
Bazooka Teaches
A regular Joe that is just surviving the struggle. Loves to write and is constantly fighting the forces of evil.
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