Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Found Poem

These palms
Are not open
In our meaning we are not allowed
To present our science
It doesn’t go to the Queen
We color outside heart’s lines
Waste of education
These palms
Are not open
In honor we best men in tradition
She doesn’t ask me about why
Why is she fuller?
Located out of the performance of excellence
Thrive in the present
These palms
Are not Open
Exit your room of business
A vision for guidance
These palms

Open

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