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02 Oct2015

Heart Without Home

Written by Winston Moctar. Posted in Uncategorized

Heart without Home

Played in the key of ( A)

Funny how I earned, my humble home
When a thought was all I could call my own
Figured you would say, ” life ain’t so bad
when a thought was all you ever had”

Heart without home, yea yea
Heart without home

Words in my mind, echoing a lie, ”a way iF you seek it you will find it,” ahhhh
But no easy task, getting what I ask, ” they”
Bringing up the motions of the past, fast

Heart without home yea yea
Heart without home yea yea

You know It’s funny, how I earned my humble home
I say, funny how I earned, my humble home. ahhhh oh ma ma
yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yea yeaaa

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A poem

01 May2015

Dear Earth

Written by Winston Moctar

I time,

Dear earth, of more, than turning mud, I adhere, while squat, and adlib, on you.

As if, Dear earth, you are mechanical. with gears. that grind, and gnash, i see,That have, no utility, than it's own, agenda, that turn, that will turn, on me. Mechanically, blindly Is, and performs as such. As if, I give, my meaning, to be ignored. And If, I moved, i drugg a trail, sifting and lifting, dry water. My one, and only, earth.