Gone

I want gone the silence of injustice
The tarnation we insufferably carry along

I want gone the vile of ignorance 
The dire ism we obstreperously preach 

I want gone the cold night of boredom 
The beauty of poetry it stole

I want gone YOU 
The residuum of smile you left is hollow
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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