Said and Done
The walls of my room . . .
To grow out of it
Makes me sick and tired.
Eyes watch for any . . . Sign
On the dotted line. Up!
To be shot. And killed
The power. To the people . . .
Hold these truths. To be
Or not to be? The one
Two three . . . For all you
Know. Better than that.
This moment in time.
Piece together. Ever after . . .
All is said and done.
Copyright © Rex Holiday | Year Posted 2008
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