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AFRAID OF THE UNKNOWN
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BUT DAD, HE'S A POET
Afraid of the unknown
hiding in the midst
I can not help you
who I can not find
and in that thought
I speak to you these words
that the fate
of the poet
in continuity and verve
and the eagles soaring
as dolphins dance
the lions are roaring
and zebras prance
No, the known word
is not enough for me,
my dear, it is not
and hence
must the search go on
but I shall share
the secret harvest
of my toil
the dream and vision
nevermore covered
by blanket-ous skies
we clutch our souls
and leap over the cliff
down to descension
we glide
It is a strange path,
indeed, we follow
but the rewards are
too great to pass up
