Here's That Poem, Dear Readers

Go out to wide world, do your own battle, Never nod agreement if ye should not, No one in compromise need settle, World would remain wherever it has sought. Love, worry not to soil your spotless shirt, To dance your heart out no one needs a coach, Love, as if you have never once been hurt, Love. as if no one is out there to watch. Get up and pen your very own poem, Pen, worry not if world would ever read, Go to carve out your own little emblem, Say what be said, the world may or not heed. So here's that little poem, dear readers, He that hath started knows no reverse gears. _______________________________________________ Sonnets | 01.12.05 |