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PLEA OF AN IDIOT LOVEDLY

You all will not know
who does or does not
remain remembered
but be happy
we regard you all
for your sojourn
on the Earth
stay in the living hearts

See they give a Nobel to those living only
of what use is it to the incinerated
dead or buried
tell me gracefully
an idiot I alone
be

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: UNIVERSE...ETERNITY C/O ME, ROU

Favorite Poets: All across the Internet whom I read , and they inspire..

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Geezer

Geezer

3 years 10 months ago

No idiocy here.

Indeed, of what use is any prize, Noble or not, when you are dead? Makes sense to me. ~ Geez.
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