Sobering thoughts.
I `ve been sober for a while.
Nearly sober as a judge.
Often weird symbols
Hide behind any cross.
Cold`s coming on strong.
Damp and gloom on high!
Matieralism, forever the returning panacea
Of the masses.
Those three wise men,
Never did get
Saachi and Saachi on board.
I`ve been sober for a while.
But who`s to know,
What`s round the corner.
The life of one person.
Whose feelings only i can see.
However dear to me i think,
I make the hymn.
poem by Peter Vealey
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