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Memory Burns
2 June, 2003
Author: Dino Hi

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He has built up his world, perfection to his eyes
High paying job, home, wife, kids, a prize
Then a storm hits, all has broken apart
Left to wander, roam, with a broken heart
Maybe being to hard, with an abusive voice
Teaching his ways, and you have no choice
All starts to rebell, and other's can't see
The protective cover breaks down, exposed they flee
The years has been painful, silent times his enemy
Running from idle time, playing with many
The room is empty, he must return
Gone are the hugs and love, their memory burns

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Comments on this poem/writing:

jazmine sumler (24.204.105.175) -- Thursday, October 23 2003, 03:10 am

thats great

hey i just wanted to say that the poem was very great
Dino (67.26.91.207) -- Thursday, October 23 2003, 05:02 am

Thanks Jazmine Sumler!

Thanks for your nice comment Jazmine! You must be able to relate to this? This is about my brother. To see he has it all, then to lose it all. Alot of us has been there.-Dino
Martin Vann (171.75.207.130) -- Friday, October 24 2003, 10:49 pm

He calls the shots, but, he loves us all, give him time.

The room is filled with laughter, but soon I will be the clown, performing for all I loved,even for myself. The times have a way, of showing us the light, love and family, can soon fade away. I feel alone, yet, for all my solitude, a feeling of power, is renewed. As a man, I have lost it all, yet it was never really, mine, my God makes all the calls. Be it that I have failed, he will bring me back again, and I will hear the laughter, of all I love, and I will not, be the clown.

MartinV
Dino (65.57.70.155) -- Saturday, October 25 2003, 05:04 am

Thanks Martin Vann!

Why thanks Martin for your comment. Really do appriciate it. You certainly have a wisdom with words. It would be real nice to see that laughter in him again. Now he plays with many, by bowling all the time, to take up his idle time. Hits over 260. I don't know if that's good. I don't bowl. Guess there is alot of laughter there, and he can be the clown and perform well. His feeling of power is getting renewed. Thanks again Martin.-Dino
Martin Vann (171.75.207.226) -- Saturday, October 25 2003, 09:58 pm

This poem, meant, a great deal to me.

Dino,

You and I are fortunate, I also, have a brother, and like your brother, I love my big brother to. This was probably, hard from an emotional point of view, for you to write. The feeling that I got from you, was about your caring for your brother, I respect that a lot!

Thanks,
MartinV
 
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