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Mr. Mojo Rising
What happened to his soul when he died
Indian groans
Indian groans
redskin blood and broken bones
He sought refuge in the child's flowerlike mind
the Indian's soul when he died
through a word man he spoke
With wisdom and truth from the world of the dead
through the voice of the youth
the Indian's soul when he died
took refuge in the child's flowerlike mind
But where did he go ?
The word man when he died
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Comments
lonlyhrtsclub13
Tue, 2017-04-11 22:27
Morrison inspired
I like your use of rhyme and the way the verses flow. Nicely written
Keep Writing,
Carrie
"Quoth said the Raven, NEVERMORE"