F A L L E NA Poem by VascoStrong. There I go! I am powerful. What I think, I say! What I say, is Authority. Unquestioned! But after a time there were no more questions. Life to a standstill. It was not quite a peaceful one. Alive with dread. A cacophony of formless noises. Till the last dry leaf F A L L E N on earth made a frail sound my tough head like a nutshell cracked open Inside the nut with uncertainty its essential scent reveled. A squirrel popped out from nothing. Grabbed me happily
hopped away. © 2020 Vasco |
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1 Review Added on May 1, 2020 Last Updated on May 1, 2020 AuthorVascoCanadaAboutI have written all my life as my life was being written on on stone tablets. more..Writing
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