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 The Lock
Each morning’s rising sun
greets many people in despair,
Each seeking a solution
to all the problems and
worries they bear.
They look high and low
they look far and wide,
Never realizing they hold the key
to the lock that is just inside.
The lock that keeps them trapped
in the misery of their human ways,
The lock that will keep them out of happiness
and the promise of never ending days.
But the thing that is so sad
is the book that leads to the key,
Is not hidden or hard to
find it’s everywhere for all to see.
JRS © 2-2-99
The "Okie" Poet
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