It's Who You Know - SonnetA Poem by Tamara Beryl LathamIt's Who You Know - Sonnet We're saddened when "they" give themselves the prize, referred to as the literary throne. Ironic too, prior to "their" demise, "they" find the time to pass it to "their" own - who now convince the world how great "they" were, expressing this by word, by mouth, by deed. Yet, there are those of us who don't concur, sequoias of the world not of "their" seed. For "we" abandon life to pen our verse, betrothed to words that lust the vellum page, exposing nepotism's ugly curse upon artistic minds, "we" vent our rage. As pressure builds the lava flow's abrupt when bearded mountains (white with time) erupt.
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4 Reviews Added on October 31, 2018 Last Updated on October 31, 2018 Tags: Nepotism, writing prizes AuthorTamara Beryl LathamBrentwood, TNAboutRetired Research and Development Chemist - Pharmaceuticals. "Truth, like light, is often slanted." copyright, Tamara B. Latham more..Writing
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