NAFTA

NAFTA

A Poem by Tate Morgan
"

It matters not to me the end nor to what ailment I succumb Just shine a star to guide my life help those in need to not grow numb

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I have wondered on life's purpose 

through blinding sun in bad weather

Thought upon gods great mysteries

me, myself, yes we, together

 

Hope and Love have took turns in life

each led me up every hill

Hope gave me the strength to live

Love kept me warm in winters chill

 

I am fortunate as a man

to have come to this place so far

To weather life's uncounted storms

and sail through with nary a scar

 

Sometimes I think we try to fix

what we as men think is broken

Only to find that in the end

the true needs will go unspoken

 

It matters not to me the end

nor to what ailment I succumb

Just shine a star to guide my life

help those in need to not grow numb

 

We say that what doesn't kill you

will strengthen both you and your clan

I think I'd rather be naive

than to aspire to a tougher man

 


Hopelessness "Imported from Detroit."




Why do we think we can solve the worlds problems?

We need to solve our own.









© 2016 Tate Morgan


Author's Note

Tate Morgan
We should all open our eyes to the truths of life. Just a thought Americans make up about 1/23rd of the worlds population. So we are 1 out of 23 people in the planet. Yet we have 1/5th in other words 1out of five people in jail around the world are jailed here. We incarcerate 5 times more people than any other industrialized nation. It should not be a crime to be poor. Though it is our shame as a nation.

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Oh Tate, now come on! This was marvelous.. The words, music, darn man! There wasn't a thing I didin't love about this piece.. By far you are the one thing that makes me feel your words like liquid velvet that runs across my thoughts. You, my dear, dear, friend, are a natural born writer. it is in your very essence, in your blood!

Hugs,
Maggie xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


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Your words are an inspiration, the
looking out rather than the insular,
Let us look at the world as best we
Can and respect the views of
Everyone. Well written Tate...paddy

Posted 8 Years Ago


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I love the music choice and the poem is rich in meaning and beautifully written

Posted 8 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

8 Years Ago

Thank you Lynn it is a thing i see all the time going through Michigan hopelessness
man! the weight is too much to bear .... lucky to be alive .. and so grateful to have even a crust to give ... love your heart Tate! and ...not to ruin the mood ..that house is incredible!! i would live there!! to me it is an artists dream palace ... tho i am sure that the neighborhood and the structure is not to healthy :( be well young man! :)
E.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

8 Years Ago

Thank you gene Yeah i like the house too. Thank you for the comment. i see this as a issue in light .. read more
Einstein Noodle

8 Years Ago

I believew that the incoming President Clinton inherited Nafta, added a couple provisions then signe.. read more
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can really feel your words here. Very nicely written and I just got lost within

Posted 9 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

9 Years Ago

Thank you I kinda got lost in writing it
Amazing poem tate love the poem

Posted 10 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

10 Years Ago

Thank you melissa smiles
Riveting... fourth stanza especially. I may have to post those few lines on my page later today. I think there is more insight just in those lines than in most of what we tell ourselves on a daily basis. Great write.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

10 Years Ago

Jb nice to see you Hope you had a great year Thanks
We are truly blessed to have made it this far. Sadly, the environment of hate is increasing and people no longer see the light in front of them because they are fixated on the false people around them. If we walk to the light those behind us will follow. It also teaches our children how to endure...deep poem Tate

Posted 10 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

10 Years Ago

Sad isnit it ed But oh so true
Interesting as always, really enjoyed it, i could tell you so many things but they wouldn't be new compared to the last few reviews I've written you

Posted 10 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

10 Years Ago

Thank you this piece was a gelling of many thoughts I had while touring through Detroit one day. I c.. read more
What doesn't kill you will only make you stronger, without obsticales in life we would never get anywhere, without struggles we would never learn from mistakes. I find that everything happens for a reason. Just another thing of life we all live through. I really like this work you did, it's inspiring (:

Posted 10 Years Ago


Harmony Babin

10 Years Ago

I whole heartedly agree with that!
Tate Morgan

10 Years Ago

thank you very much
Harmony Babin

10 Years Ago

You're very much welcome (:
Here a work that Tate does so well, muliti-media explosions, but also a poem with a social center, a conscience..excellent.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Tate Morgan

10 Years Ago

Les thank you i do think the idea of multimedia works well on poetry dont you?

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Tate Morgan

Marion , OH



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