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IMPULSES

IMPULSES

In Bold letters..
WALK DON'T RUN 
But I run anyway 

No one tells me what to do 
Not even the voice of wisdom 
Or it's offspring experience 
Can overrule what my impulses 
Declares to be true

No matter the ringing in my ear 
Or their placards of fear 
I refuse to give heed, and will not concede 
To that which my impulses 
Calls unreal 

I am a man that do as I please 
Following my impulses lead
With hope to succeed 
Even though, my actions.. bleeds 

If I love you today.. 
Enjoy my smile and embrace 
For my impulses dictates what I say 
And its uncertainty leads the way

So walk by your faith 
As me and my impulses 
Communicates.

Wilford Barker.
 

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RG

I appreciated the confidence in the tone of this poem..... Love me or leave me, I'm gonna continue to be me either way. My gut feeling I always follow except for a few times I failed and it always kicked me in the butt with regret when I strayed away. Powerful pen ! ~Rob 

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Wilford Barker

You are most kind Rob.
Thank you for your support my friend.

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Wilford Barker

It's so nice to hear from you. Being Me.
I do hope all is well with you and family.
Have a splendid weekend.
 

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Gwendoline

Brilliant Wilford. Always remain true to you. Great advice x

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Wilford Barker

Special thanks Gwendoline.
Do have. Wonderful weekend.

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