Writing

A Poem # 19

Here’s a poem that I wrote sometime in 1996.

The Streets of Success

Strolling, walking

Taking my time

Smiling, talking

Everything is mine

The streets of success

Everything is perfect

Everything is the best

Nothing is going wrong

And for the first time

I have a happy song

Playing in my head

Making me high

Making me happy

Until the day I die

The streets of success

No time to waste

No time to rest

Smiling, laughing

Taking my time

Walking, skipping

Everything is mine.

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