Oil LampA Poem by YouoweYoupayI needed not change the world.
Her hair had been uncared for For decades and I've seen Lights of gold 'round brims Of young emerald green And white cotton within hems Of a gentle blue screen
Mildy blurred behind Clean, sheer curves of glass Hands over sleek cream Look alive but alas Only to you I shall confide I could have had more brass And now that the skin had died Tick-tocks still seemed to pass
But one story lies defined I needed no posies or grass
I frankly needed to listen To stories that I've lied Truly cherish faulty essence Rather than plainly abide
I needed not change the world One oil-lamp Would have sufficed When egotistical suns Would not rise In a wealthy man's Pair of eyes.
© 2012 YouoweYoupayAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorYouoweYoupayAmman, ..., JordanAbout"The Universe is made of stories, not of atoms." ~Muriel Rukeyser "There is no one more rebellious or attractive than a person lost in a book." “He allowed himself to be swayed by his con.. more..Writing
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