Poem -

Don't Stop Believing

Don't Stop Believing

I saw the last
episode
of the Sopranos
today
And it got
me 
thinking

The Complexity
of the human
is so
mind boggling 

Our lives
are inner woven
with the social
groups 
that we 
belong 
to

Drama
joy
sorrow
are all
emotions
that are
tied
to 
the dynamics
of 
our inner circle

We live
We die
to our 
Identity 
Our struggle
our successes 
stem
from
the 
tune 
Don't Stop Believing
As the phases 
of life
evolve
in each of
us..............................

 

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Tony Taylor

Hey man!!....I Love the truth in this.... it's powerful!!....I wish I could have heard the music you chose...... but for some reason it came up as an error!!.... but still..... poetry is at its VERY best when the author is speaking truth...... and this one rings the bell!!....... been missin' you and your stuff bro!!.....ttyl.......T xo

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jaelyn bartusiak

"Don't Stop Believing
As the phases 
of life
evolve
in each of
us."
 this line speaks much depth, nice write <3

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author
Dean Kuch

Journey, one of my favorite bands from the 80's, once wrote a song with the same title as your poem, Greg.
I couldn't get the YouTube video to play, but that's okay.
I'm pretty sure it featured the song I mentioned and I know it quite well.
Good stuff...
~Dean ??

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