Best Poem of J. Edward Armstrong

Greed -(Cold Cash)
Greed as the teacher, so willing to learn
Quenching a thirst, the only concern

No doubt some are murky, but this is quite clear
A line was crossed over, one should never be near

The silent one's prayed on, they could not protest
But words found on paper, to the crime they confessed

The fruit . . .
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A Space In Time
Yet another sleepless night,
watching as the tick tock
Makes its endless journey
from dusk to dawn to dusk to...
An expressionless face with fingerless hands;
massaging our past, present, and future.
Devoid of thought or feelings, but, so alive.
A collective; soul of the ages.
Relentless. . . .
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