Chasing the Proof

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2006 Poetry

These tasks before me

are guided by my pride,

I've tasted success

and I can sire it once again.

I hear the way like a violin

playing in the distance,

and like cattle I follow

my way around the fields.

Chasing each fad

until I shoot holes

through the false smarts,

proving the truth once more.



Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written for a word challenge.

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