Monday, August 24, 2009

HOW I GOT THIS ALL WRONG

I began to remember
How I got this all wrong
I know not what reason to explain
Or what way to express it
But I now see the urgency
And the great need at this very moment
I began to wonder
Whether I knew I had to get it all done
Or just let it all pile up
Bundle after bundle
Like that of a heap of cemented blocks
Suddenly it dawn on me
As Atom stylishly reprimanded me
Then I knew it had to be that very moment
That I so much needed
To allow to pass me by
I knew it was “the time”
I had to assemble all of my poetry works accordingly.

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