Village IdiotA Poem by James TincherLook at me, I want you to see the anger in my face and the ugliness of my heart. The grinding of my teeth caused by the control to hold back the words of hatreds purest form. Walk away, I was taught, yet I want to draw back and strike you down with all my vengeance. You are nothing and you think you are a man among men. A great leader of worthy followers. You are merely the village idiot among jesters. The fool of fools and King of all that is nothing. One day my friendless friend you will be seen for what you really are. The blind will see you, the deaf will hear you and no one will care for you when you are gone. © 2013 James Tincher |
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Added on February 5, 2013 Last Updated on February 5, 2013 AuthorJames TincherJeffersonville, INAboutI have written poetry and short story collections for a very long time, however I have never taken the step towards publishing my work, until now. I'm inspired to write by just about anything. J.. more..Writing
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