Wrong
you say that I am wrong.
That my ideals are a misconception.
“Na” I say
for you are wrong.
But then, you say the same.
This circumlocution gets no were.
I am the right one, but yet, you still persist.
Fine the answer I will show
not with words
the knife knows no such bonds!
now who is wrong?
I ask.
Respond less is the wind.
Copyright © Kiefer Cannon | Year Posted 2007
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