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A Poem (Free verse) by BigB

Slowly he turned, He walked a few paces back to the tree, and lay down in its shade. His mind a blank, Knew all he had was lost. He was satisfied enough to let the ground engulf him, Swallow him to the eternal blackness. The branches hung limply over him, And wept their tears of blood.

hammer 11-Sep-04/12:17 PM
I spend too much time on the internet saying this, but here goes. The vast majority of opinions are pointless because they come from pointless people. That you have the right to an opinion is neither here nor there. Every uneducated lout has the right to an opinion. That is why a cunning system of apartheid has been devised whereby everyone can hold an opinion but noeone listens to stupid people.

Did you ever think that people read poems because they think the poet may have something interesting to say? And that the interesting thing fares best when expressed lucidly.




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