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Best Poems From
MICHAEL MICMAC MCCRORY
(25/01/1954)
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Darkest Day
Twenty-four hours of darkness in a day
Because the light of my day has been blown away
In my minds your eyes still shine bright
The torch of our love will always stay alight
Nobody hears me when I talk
They don’t see me when I walk past
They don’t recognise me without you
I was the shape they thought that was your shadow
The seconds turn into minutes, minutes into hours
The hours turn into days, days into weeks
The weeks turn into months, months into years
Years to ponder the darkest day of my life
Thoughts that turn into dreams, dreams that turn into ideas
Ideas that turn into plans, plans that turn into plots
Plots that turn into reality, reality becomes a nightmare
A nightmare about the darkest day of my life
You were the sun in my day and my moon at night
My guiding star and my compass in the sky
I walk in the smog of my eternal night
To hide the heartache of the darkest day of my life
In death I will be with you
Eternally in the flame of loves Olympian light
Michael Micmac Mccrory
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'Darkest day'
‘DARKEST DAYS’
Twenty-four hours of darkness in a day
Because the light of my day has been blown away
In my minds your eyes still shine bright
The torch of our love will always stay alight
Nobody hears me when I talk
They don’t see me when I walk past
They don’t recognise me without you
I was the shape they thought that was your shadow
The seconds turn into minutes, minutes into hours
The hours turn into days, days into weeks
The weeks turn into months, months into years
Years to ponder the darkest day of my life
Thoughts that turn into dreams, dreams that turn into ideas
Ideas that turn into plans, plans that turn into plots
Plots that turn into reality, reality becomes a nightmare
A nightmare about the darkest day of my life
You were the sun in my day and my moon at night
My guiding star and my compass in the sky
I walk in the smog of my eternal night
To hide the heartache of the darkest day of my life
In death I will be with you
Eternally in the flame of loves Olympian light
MICMAC
Michael Micmac Mccrory
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'Dog lover'
‘DOG LOVER’
Hoi! Mister where’s your dog
Walking in the rain without a reason
Are you finding it a slog?
Walking alone in the rainy season
I have to walk on my own
My wife has gone and so is rover
I am forever to walk alone
My wife has said it’s over
She met a very wealthy man
Now she is living in clover
However, when she up and ran
Did she have to take rover?
Just walking in the rain
Thinking of the great lost I’ve had
Rains not washing away the pain
I don’t miss her, but taking rover makes me sad
MICMAC
Michael Micmac Mccrory
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'Endangered Species (Part One & Two) '
I walk along the broken streets
Leaping o’er the cracks beneath my feet
Trying to stay on solid ground
But! the money people want to keep me down
By creating their financial earthquakes
Then producing their usual earaches
These are hard times, tighten your belts
Easy; my hungry body is now a starving svelte
One day the rich will come to see
Their wealth will no longer come free
They may have get their hands full of faeces
Cos; the working class is an endangered species
‘Endangered species (Part two) ’
‘The Appeal’
Let’s be truthful
Let’s have some clarity
You’ll have to work hard
Or donate to this charity
It’s not the fault of the working man
That profits are your only drive
Improve the lot of the working person
Or they won’t be the only ones to strive
Improve the economy, create more jobs
Improve the lot of the working class
Redistribute the wealth, give a little to everyone
Or the world as you know it, will come to pass
Michael Micmac Mccrory
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