Title of Poem HOPES AHEAD

Heart beats
In the smoky reference of time
Fear factor sings the rhyme
Health now has turned salt paper
Mind has turned crispy cream cracker
Confusion has appeared as our daily bread
Baton of thoughts withered and dead
Vultures have housed within
To gather skeletons from the skin
Life as an innocent child has cornered himself
To keep the house heart and time
Unconcern for an eternal line
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