INNER JOURNEY
(’87 - ’88)
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- Went inside myself
in search of my soul…
- It was dark & dreary///
guilt & regrets littered the place—
- “Damn it, soul! Where are you?”
- I searched for days,
but remained soulless…
- Finally, I had no choice —
I called the Soul Police,
who showed up instantly,
with a bullhorn:
- “This is the Soul Police -
c’mon out with your hopes up!”
- It worked! There I was,
all tattered & bruised,
but still and old, viable,
hopeful spirit…
- “Welcome back!”
I said to myself -
- “I’m glad I’m back!,”
I answered.
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