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Hi friends,

Thanks for visiting my poetry page, you are more than welcome.

I love writing, it is a form of escape, it can take you anywhere you want to go, it is your own imagination running wild,
I write poems daily, they may not be always deep, some may be too deep, but its the way I feel at the time.
Please come back from time to time and read some more.
I also have a public poetry blog, were you are more than welcome to submit a poem of your own, for the World to read.

Have a nice day.


William Sinclair Manson.


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STREET LIFE.

Night falls again,
where do I sleep?
Spaces are filling ,
places knee deep

people lying ,
some as young as ten,
They are here now,
they were here then.
Streetwise kids
with blackened faces
mixed up adults,
of various races.
lie in bundles,
spewed in rows,
covered in cardboard,
except for their toes .
hungry,poor
clutching to bottles.
cars flying past ,
full on their throttles.
no one wants
to know who they are ,
even though many die outside bars .
taken by disease,
starvation ,neglect.
no one to talk to ,
no show of respect.
the next time you pass
a human on the street,
say your hello's,
don't talk with your feet .
they are not monsters,
they are down on their luck .
underneath is a heart,
through a body of muck.


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