ArroganceA Poem by topsyturvyThere’s a certain discomfort one feels after sitting quietly, unmoving in your chair. The limited movements that might cause your body to be frail. Oh how the world swirls around you though they know nothing of your pain. Sitting quietly, unmoving in your chair.
Amidst the blue skies and the sunny rays Flocks of birds gather interacting with different race Not caring of the deep and surly gaze The skies so blue falter and turn a dull gray.
Uncaring little beings that mock you in their stare Completely naked whilst your frame’s in a standstill Leaving blotches of red and black Still pondering, sitting quietly in your chair.
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Added on March 28, 2011 Last Updated on March 28, 2011 AuthortopsyturvyNorwayAboutCheck out my other works at: http://www.triond.com/users/topsyturvy more..Writing
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