Quatrain of In My face
Wham!
I heard guitar blues as I
waited for the train
to take me out
West to my old
home,
I was tired of living as a
transplant, I sought
to renew Godly
roots; not be
alone.
I thought I could better
myself by leaving the
familiar but found
sanity wouldn't
rhyme.
And as the train rolled
in I heard the guitar
blues charging my
soul one note at
at time.
Yorktown Disciple
Wham!
I heard guitar blues as I
waited for the train
to take me out
West to my old
home,
I was tired of living as a
transplant, I sought
to renew Godly
roots; not be
alone.
I thought I could better
myself by leaving the
familiar but found
sanity wouldn't
rhyme.
And as the train rolled
in I heard the guitar
blues charging my
soul one note at
at time.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 10651
Leaving
the
familiar
the
familiar
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