Signs

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  • Confusion
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  • Life

    Signs

    You see the world as it keeps on changing before You.
    You hear things that call to you and it makes You think is that calling for me or is it just a noise? They follow you wherever you go.
    On the face of people,
    On the train,
    On the bus,
    On the plane,
    Everything calls out to you.
    The signs that your life is empty and cold are all Around you.
    The choice is clear from the start.
    Live as a empty shell?
    Or
    Understand the signs that surround you.

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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