Poems from TheOriginalMD

We the people the steeple of our country, that we hold so dear, do salute and sing to this tune even though we do not hear the pleas of ...
Oh America the beautiful land that was here long before us was stolen, and the treachery of our foundation was made on the bones of the...
No need for alarm when the sun is present My energies are replenished as I drink its golden dew the smell of a new day arises awakening the...
what is a poem? Can you define? I can't seem to find a line or verse that tells me what poems are made up of.  A poem is so vast and deep...

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