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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. MY INTERVIEW WITH ROBERT HEWITT Please checkout MY PUBLISHED BOOKS Please checkout BLOG PROMOTIONS Please checkout SHORT STORIES Please checkout PUBLIC POEMS Please checkout BILLY'S RANTS   THANKS OR VISITING.

DIE BY THE KNIFE.














He stands with a hole in his side
the blood spurts over his pride
puzzingly wondering why me?
on display for the World to see.
This time yesterday he loved life
2 grown kids and a loving wife, 
employed in a security job
His dad taught him, "don't be a slob".
He feels his life draining away
nobody bothered, nothing to say.
The sky is blue birds singing sweetly
buildings are uniformed, formatted neatly. 
His eyes are beginning to close,
his life flashes quickly blood runs from his nose,
One mistake and he ended up here,
struggling for life, surrounded by fear.
But did he deserve this outcome today
regretting the temptations among the foray,
As he closes his eyes, his final breath,
not ready to go, dodging his death.
Then he sees a light, he is beckoned to go
while he misses his family and little bro.
No one deserves to die this way,
hand in the knives and live for today.


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