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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=482744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Under The Bridge</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=482744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He walks through dark woods in quiet of night, <br>As bats and barn owls launch into flight</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=482744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Crickets and frogs beginning to prattle, <br>Swarming mosquito’s prepare for battle </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=482744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Night sounds humming a haunting refrain, <br>Clouds above darken, begins a soft rain </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=482744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He zips up his jacket, turns up torn collar, <br>Curses Goodwill jacket that cost but a dollar</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=482744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">A trickle of water runs down his bare neck, <br>Shuddering, chilled…'My life’s such a wreck'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=482744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">No money, prospects, no one that cares, <br>Walks unfriendly streets, ignoring cold stares </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=482744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">How long has it been since he left home, fled? <br>10 years have gone by without a real bed</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=482744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Raging Step-Father hurt him in more ways than one, <br>Treated more like a dog than respected Step-Son</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=482744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">“Some day he'll answer for sins against me, ”<br>“Excuses won’t help, there will be no place to flee'</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=482744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Shuddering again, he treads toward the bridge, <br>A short distance ahead just over a ridge </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=482744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">At long last he’s made it to safety again, <br>“My shelter, my haven, my best friend”</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=482744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He gathers dry kindling, gropes for a match, <br>Patiently waits for a small flame to catch</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=482744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Campfire roaring, wet clothes will soon dry, <br>Twists off wine screw-top, it’s time to get high</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=482744" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">ROTMS</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Ray+Lucero">Ray Lucero</a></strong></div>

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