BECAUSE I AM NOT WEAK

I speak because I must And not to gain your trust; What applause shall I get If folly leads to death? I see a candle light A flicker in darkness’ might; What mounds shall babies suckle If their bellies start to giggle? The world remains an acreage Where ducklings come...

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ME, Poet

Am I a poet by what I write – Ashes of my thoughts? Or does it come by what I right? Are my words good because they’re true (And none can refute). Or do I have to force them through? Can these words cut soul binding cords, Set free the...

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