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Wicked Some

written by: RayFed



Of choice and chance, where thought has danced, across the darkening sky, streaked beams of lightened hopes and dreams like tears from lovers eyes.

Forever, never be there more, alight death's-grin on the darkened door, to lay upon a wicked dread, a heavy yoke upon your head.

How roses fragrant with decay and wilt like sheaves so wretched reaped, in proper time, kill willful minds, as others thoughts have steeped.



I've always been a jack of all trades. I've been a poet, author, social commentator, comedian, online gamer, pod cast host, and Youtuber. I've had a class A license to drive semi truck over the road. I've worked as a chef, manager and all kitchen positions in hundreds of restaurants over the years. I've traveled in Mexico, Canada and through 37 of the 50 states. I've been a volunteer firefighter in Florida, where I grew up. I've fished the waters of the Gulf of Mexico and saw the far distant coast line of Cuba before its recent opening to the west. I've married, had 4 kids, divorced, got CKD stage 6 (end stage renal failure) Survived a stroke, mild heart attack, MRSA, blood clots and now chronic heart failure. Fully disabled and home bound, the internet is my social outlet, and window on the world. I go to dialysis three times a week, I watch movies, play video games and chat with people on social media. Writing is my catharsis for a life that is now spent measuring the time I have left, less the tomorrows that may never be.

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