STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS: I AM
6:43 10-15-2026
i write when it rains
And when i can't talk
i write through the pains
When i can't walk
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i write when i turn left
Or to the right
When i have something to say
even when i won't
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I think that is what they call empty words
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Do I please you?
or shall I focus on me?
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i write when i see the news
And wonder where did all the people in the pews...
Go!
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i write in the evening many times the am
i no longer try
i just bleed without shame
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i write stories not much rhymes
i write truths and some lies
But they are mine
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i once asked permission
the critics they came
so i framed everything they said
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And they still turned away!
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i write because i am old
the fire is burning out
someday just an ember but for now just past September...
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i write my worth:
Here lies an old man's bones
Buried deep
Like his soul
But his ashes
Travel the stars
And his words travel a wide web
He is immortal
Selah
About the Creator
Victor Mendez
Born in 1958.There's a lot of road beneath these feet.Worn out pairs upon pairs of shoes.Been a ranch kid,a city kid,a Marine,a dad, a grandfather now,an avid reader and just recently began writing poetry in 2015 just to vent.
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