Power, Pens & Poetry

Power, Pens & Poetry

A Poem by Pinkjumpers

There in my hands
Was a shirt
Belonging to you-
A scrawny, dirty cloth.

With a pen in my hand
And the power of a king
I left my mark-

A shot of ink
Spiked the cotton-
Forever discoloured.
A stain known unto God

 

and never forgotten.

© 2013 Pinkjumpers


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Added on October 20, 2013
Last Updated on October 20, 2013
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Pinkjumpers
Pinkjumpers

York, United Kingdom



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