Whip of CritiqueA Poem by iTryToWriteAllTheTimeYou hold the hooked whip of critique And crown yourself an authority people Expect you to be. Maybe eventually people Will be free of you and your so called Mastery. What might a master be except a key to The boon of legitimacy? And we might see the fraud you’ve always Knew you were, producing but critiques And no real works to judge. But alas, You can’t see beyond your veil of idle destructive Tendencies. © 2024 iTryToWriteAllTheTimeAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on May 14, 2024 Last Updated on May 14, 2024 Tags: Free Verse, pointed, monologue AuthoriTryToWriteAllTheTimeDavenport, IAAboutI write poetry, trying to work my way into bigger things, but started with poetry. I've got a big catalogue I think of poetry I'd like to share. more..Writing
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