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Hello teacher Tell me what to do, Tell me who I am and make me a mini you. Show me how to act, Show me what to wear, Tell me who to mix with and introduce me to your lair. Give me words to follow, Show me what is right, Even if I protest I can’t stand and fight. I shall be your slave, Minion, Whatever you desire, I will tell you truth, You will call me liar. Make me proper As you are So I can go so far. And we shall stand in line, Your army so small, To follow in your footsteps As you send u...

As I grew and time went on, – laughter, cries, sweet birds’ song, I began to forget the past to replace the old memories with new, – fresh perfumed experiences, wash my face in morning dew, many times I had, I now fail to recollect like it to never had meaning or significance, like some simpleton’s wash-away waste-of-time – cherry-pickers, daffodils and poppies, the finest brewed French wine and from this loss of memory, this shed of meaningful experiences into a dark abyss where to never see...

From the dismal sidelines – sidelines, what a green word – men could be seen running rampage, gun-in-hand madmen. The feature of the bloodshed was a dying soldier who clutched in his mind the memories of his so treasured wife and child. He condemned the man who fought him, shot him, and left him to die. He condemned this man who hadn’t thought of the fact that the soldier he left to die might have a family and a life to return to after the war drew to a close. Yet in his condemnation of this ...

Trickle of tender teardrop glisten under moon’s spark, slither at a snail's pace through the mysteries of the dark. Unsettled soul tremble overcome and oh distraught, a world of change from moment on, in a miser’s web forever caught.

Shackled hopes of yesterday in the mysteries of tomorrow, whereupon our merciless veils takes to sea breezed linen sails. For mirth unstrung in enchanted soar, holding forth to elementary shore a pinioned dream to travel further more cast away from distant shore. Tomorrows dream will be no more. Here begins a horizon’s passage.