
A showcase for the poetry of
CID Morgan

"I Knew You Then"
Terroristic dimensions explored,
In vivid dreams not yet restored,
I knew you then, forever we've known,
I have my visions, you have your own.
Pretensions are met with the usual nod,
Hourglass knowledge now jagged and clawed.
Rise up oh worthy one, let me hear what you speak,
You whittle and gnaw at the pride of the weak.
© 1999, CID Morgan
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