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written by: TM DiSarro



Maybe you will Be a Leader
Make the Cuts or Be a Bleeder
Or a Shark with Killer instinct
Maybe be a Bottom Feeder
Are you Known by What you Know
Will you Learn to Die or Grow
Maybe it's the Way we Think
Reap Exactly what we Sew
Maybe you can Fool the Crowd
Acting Tough or Talking Loud
Make a Name with India Ink
Fade away Without a Sound
Maybe Life is only Fate
Maybe Hurry Up and Wait
Back Stab with a Nod and Wink
Memo that we Get Too Late


©2017 TM DiSarro/MindScapesPublishing



From the collection: EVERY WICKED BIRD

TM DiSarro

TM DiSarro

I do not consider myself a writer but I love to write. Neither a poet but I love poetry. I steal bits and pieces of time to scratch out ideas on note books, laptops and cell phones. I live and work in Florida fabricating custom canvas and other fabric products and sometimes costumes.
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