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the people by Timothy WilsonI walked alone (for the most part) along the dirty sidewalk
The belligerent drunks
And bad mothers
Staring at me
Challenging in nature
And I felt your suggestion to me
in agreement I nodded
"yes"
These are the people
The people lost
The people unsaved
sucking the life out of the world
With their need for there own
Then I wondered
Am I even part of the people?
I cringed in my justified snobbery
like the ancient vampire
Watching the heart of the earth beat slower
And fade to nothing
From the people 03/19/2009 Posted on 03/19/2009 Copyright © 2025 Timothy Wilson
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