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Poetry by Bradley Meredith

Moral Interrogation
By Bradley Meredith
Tell me!  What is the point my friend?
Always pointing your fingers again and again?
When every bit of the blame
Seems to be wrapped in shame,
Found in the fit of your own head, so frail.
Why go through the drama each day,
Troubling so many others this way?
With thoughtless words not needed,
Hammering out advice seldom heeded;
Don’t you have problems of your own to nail?
When will you learn this single fact;
To let go of the past you have constantly packed
Holding on until the very end,
May break the back that will not bend,
When you are passed over by your future.
How can you even envision yourself
Blinded all your arrogance and worthless wealth
Now all your prized and cherished pride
Seems to have stripped you out of your stride
A person cannot prevail until they lift their own veil
Bradley Meredith 69642
Riverside Regional Jail
500 Folar Trail
Noah Prince George, VA 23860

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