Standing Now

Standing Now ode

Uploaded by Jarold Walters


Diamonds are because of pressure
From dirt from coal and things much lesser
Here and thanks to  pressure.

For you my friends that think you’re lesser
Going through some unseen pressure
Join me in this Toast to pressure

Honored now a valued treasure
From Dirt from coal I came from lesser
Proof you see it will get better

So Cheers to all that freaking pressure

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Jarold is a proud father who has never written a published work. This poem was written in the hopes that might help someone at the moment when they decide between right and wrong. Good or Evil
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Cheers to all the that pressure.

Kenneth Miller
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enough to make someone’s head explode.
like worlds colliding.

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