Ninety-SixA Chapter by Kenneth The PoetEagle, small city landmark in a side-street park, instilling some kind of pride in the few who walk by, is largely dismissed
Forgotten like a veteran of Korea, just fading away
Lost, standing alone, flying some trajectory unforgiving, like our national destiny, one with the blackness
Oxidizing in the elements, meaning lost as beings expire. © 2011 Kenneth The Poet |
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1 Review Added on November 21, 2011 Last Updated on November 21, 2011 AuthorKenneth The PoetBismarck, NDAboutKenneth The Poet is an optimist wrapped in the candy shell of moroseness and cynicism. He lives between the two parallels marked 46 and 49, all while living in the state marked 39. He pretends that he.. more..Writing
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