Saturday, August 11, 2007

a poem hunter in a lions den

everyone wanted to give you ten
i gave you nine which in your mind
should read as ten
beyond why how and when
we give marks dust clad
weakling souls of men
a bleeding nib and a broken pen
a poem hunter in a lions den

to yoonus peerbocus master of poetry from mauritius

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