"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Cynical A Spoiled Child

Cynical is a spoiled child
seeking all my attention.
I can sit in its dark sarcasm
snarling like a rabid dog
Or take up my pen
to be the bearer of light
to illuminate my spirit
with words of
positive affirmation.

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