The BoxA Poem by Wallflower
This neat little box
Contains all these thoughts-- Lined up, Stacked up, Synthesized and backed up. This neat little box has a crack in the lid, A sliver of light slicing through. And the questions outside Seem so crazy in here, But that's what the lid's meant to do. Cause' the light be the spark From inside the box To question what you knew. And the doctors and scientists And the scholars may claim: "Its insane to think outside this box" But history finds the most beautiful minds Grasped and grappled these alien thoughts. Call me crazy, I'm searching outside the box. © 2010 WallflowerReviews
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