Not about buses. (Time will tell)A Poem by Huw''At this they covered their ears and, yelling at the top of their voices, they all rushed at him, dragged him out of the city and began to stone him''.People get really uncomfortable around him Because he won’t fit into any boxes And their badges just fall off They get to know him then they feel bad then worse then
Yes blame him Of course they must It’s never them that’s wrong They are in the majority that rules Ridicule, mock, belittle, despise, scoffing Look at his face, he’s not bothered, he’s smiling. © 2015 HuwReviews
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2 Reviews Added on October 20, 2015 Last Updated on October 20, 2015 AuthorHuwAmmanford, Wales, United KingdomAboutI've been commenting on someone's drawings for a couple of months and she asked if I was a published poet. It made me laugh because I'd left school at 13 years old and never completed formal education.. more..Writing
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