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Plight of an Escaped Slave

Congratulations, you escaped. Don’t expect the other slaves to be happy for you.

The Kid I Used to Be
Sometimes I think about the kid I used to be Sitting in his room on Sequoia Crest Reading surf and skate magazines Listening to Nirvana and Pearl Jam And thinking about what He wanted to be when he grew up He wanted to be like The people he was reading about In the...
How To Beat The System

The only way to beat the system is to discover the things you love doing and do them like your life depends on it.

Greetings

Greetings

If you greet someone And they don’t greet you back They did you a favor Because you just learned In three seconds That this person wasn't worth your time And it cost you The low, low price Of absolutely nothing Read more poems by Eddie. Watch Eddie's...

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Disinformation

Disinformation

In the history of the world The good guys win But just barely And you ask yourself How is that possible That the good guys just barely Beat the bad guys When there are so many more Good guys than bad guys And the answer is disinformation Some of the good guys Thought...

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Sliding and Gliding

Sliding and Gliding

Sliding and gliding Like a dream How could this be real I have to do it again Just to make sure It really happened the first time And it wasn't just my imagination A fantasy acted out it in real life Like a divine play A gift from the Gods One with the Universe A wave...

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Getting Back Up

Getting Back Up

High hopes and good intentions As if those were ever enough Something more must be necessary But only God knows what Hard work, dedication, commitment Those are all necessary too But there's something else Maybe it's luck Or maybe it's fate or karma Some special...

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I Am Your Money

I Am Your Money

I am a rich man's dream And a poor man's prison People lie, cheat, steal and kill for me It's hard to say Whether I am the cause Or the solution To all of life's problems People can't get enough of me No matter how much they have Like an addiction But it's not called...

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The Eyes and the Heart

The Eyes and the Heart

The eyes wander But the heart stays The eyes are like children Running this way and that But the heart is like a wise old man Who always knows exactly where he belongs And is never in a hurry The eyes are easily distracted But the heart remains undisturbed The eyes...

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