The Poet's Justice

The Poet's Justice

A Poem by Jordan A. Wilson

If justice can be poetic

Then where is my play?

All the pretty face followers

Who swoon at the words I say?


Let it trickle down from the mountains

Let it rise from the gutter

Let my tongue stay untangled

So my mouth will never stutter


Roll it up in your palm

Pack it up well

Let my words be a story

You won’t hesitate to tell


I need a bank for these thoughts

Because the pennies come in rolls

A nickel for a sandwich

And a few dollars for me to fold




© 2012 Jordan A. Wilson

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great write. the rhythm and rhyme are great and the story is interesting

Posted 8 Years Ago

Wonderful syntax and diction. 100% amazing word to word, ONE thing is "face" should be "faced" no? other than that: perfect. 'nuff said.

Posted 8 Years Ago

Jordan A. Wilson

8 Years Ago

I thought about using "faced" but for some odd reason I liked the grammatically incorrect "face" bet.. read more
I like this and i like your rhyme scheme too!

Posted 8 Years Ago

Wow. I love this.

Posted 8 Years Ago

LOVE!! 'tis all i have to say.

Posted 8 Years Ago

This is the illest poem you've written on this site. No complaints.

Posted 8 Years Ago

The rhyming pattern here is excellent. The first stanza could stand alone, it is that powerful but followed by the other three it is outstanding. I really enjoyed this.

Posted 8 Years Ago

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8 Reviews
Added on June 29, 2012
Last Updated on June 29, 2012
Tags: writing, frustration


Jordan A. Wilson
Jordan A. Wilson

Carrollton, KY

I'm a 22 year old Entrepreneurship Student of Northern Kentucky University from the small town of Carrollton, Ky. I play guitar and began writing poetry as a hobby four years ago. My main goals in wri.. more..


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