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O.C. Bearheart

O.C. Bearheart

The Circle

What made us look up at the sky and find something to worship?
 
What made us look up at the tree branches and find a means to murder?
 
What made us look at one another seeking differences and flaws?
 
We made ourselves, and so we destroy ourselves.

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Stephen O Amadi
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Behold! Eyes even half closed May not ignore them. Lo! see them shining distantly Like spears of angels
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Detainment

Be it dream, or even falsehood, Lift me into the pale dawn So that I might know The refuge I was promised When my eyes were closed,
Here There Be Adventure

Grasp firmly your blade, my lad, Let fly your tattered colors, Let go of the life you once had And get ready for the others That await you just beyond those h…
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In My Bed Blues

I’m not doing so well, No I ain’t doing swell. It’d be something magic to get out… No I’m not doing so well. I’m not doing so great,
Star Gazing

Once when I saw you I felt autumn air And I saw the night sky Shining down on Star’s Hallow. Heard accordions play
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I could buy myself a butcher knife And find out where you’re sleeping And with calculated movements Carve out secrets that you’re keep… I could break into your homestead;
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Lost at Sea

An egret, old as time itself, He found a fisherman. Bent low with age and care he was, Over his livelihood. The egret, proud, but lonely, came
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Anniversary

We spent our honeymoon in the dense, untrodden wet of the Pacific Northwest. You in your rain poncho among the evergreens, for all the world as Eve in her garden, grace and beauty defin...
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Into the body Into the veins Into the heart beating Its bloody refrains The rivers of life
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Sitting still on the edge of this pond is like perceiving the threshold of a world far older, and wiser, than myself. The intricate details are so meticulous and precise that this could...
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Through the rain or snow or sleet Will we tread on with weary feet. We walk on fast, for we do dread Our weary feet won’t find a bed. It’s loneliness we feel each day
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The Assembly

When I was a kid, I was even more shy then Than I am now, if you can believe… Now I have social phobias. Back then I was just shy.
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I go to the store, it costs money… I go to the doctor; they’re never… It costs money to live, costs mone… Your way through an endlessly losi… I turn on the tv to see trash upon…



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