A Tale of The Company Posted on May 2, 2013 by Ken Marteney Lock and load Shameful road Loving souls Lumps of coal Empty eyes Fried minds Never any good-byes On the run With a ton All told Lots of gold Only lead Many dead Rat a tat tat! Most in jail Lots of tales About loving souls Morphing into lumps of coal Sad empty eyes Brilliant fried minds Never any good-byes Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
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I wrote this back in 2013. Every time I read it, it still cuts deep.
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Those are very cool things to say. Thank you very much!
‘morphing into lumps of coal’ –
favourite line 🙂
How that poem holds together!!
How the * do you do that?
… could have knocked me down with a feather!!! (bizarre British idiom)
My pleasure Ken!
I’m honored Billie. Thank you.
Love your website! I just wanted to let you know that I nominated you for the “Liebster award”. You can read about it here: