Seven figures
And a ball
While some sit
East of the decimal
A week’s work
Lost over juice
While belly’s swell
No rice today
‘Cause on the hill
A world away
You just don’t matter.
Friday, December 26, 2008
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This is poetry about life...our lives...with all of our differences and all of our similarities wrapped up in a big box that contains who we are, what we know and what we do. Please feel free to comment and add poetry of your own.
4 comments:
you are everything Freeverse represents.you live what you write and i love what you write,am glad Poets like you still live in this era.
Thanks and truly the same to your. Your poetry flows. I am working towards peace through words...a novel concept. : ) Again, thank you for reading my poetry.
.. truthful .. and thought provoking with few words..
Thanks Satori. Happy New Year.
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