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Resumes Reversed
This is a palandromic poem. That is, it reads exactly the same backwards (letter by letter including the title) ignoring spaces and punctuation. Resumes Reversed I sat in unity—tied am I! Evil I saw is alive, here reviled. As a witness, eyes/irises sold I maybe keep. Oh drat! Sad was I, how alone! I doth self-repel well. Are vomit or foe damned? An idle hero, my name vilified, I ceded a misdeed. Names! I was as selfless as evil was. I never reign; I sin. My hate, open as a gate. Many merit a snide suffusion. Amoral I! As not to cast filth gilded light,I—a frail, maimed, aidless, every pariah—lived as a devil. Hair a pyre vessel diadem. I am Liar! Faith gilded light lifts a cotton sail aroma. No, I suffused in satire my nametag, "A Sane Poet". A hymn I sing. I err. Even I saw lives as selfless as a wise man. Deeds I made decide if I live. Many more held in a den made of rot. I'm overall, ew, leper flesh to die. No law, oh, I saw dastard hope eke by. Amid losses I rise. Yes! Sent, I was a deliverer, eh. Evil as I was I live. I'm a deity tin unit, a sides reverse muser. Written 8.8.16
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