He Wrote
when i read what he wrote
to some point i thought
we are alike
we both are poets
family from the core
but we are not soldiers of the same struggle
he yearns for the fame
i yearn for money
he wrote about his contempt and hatred for our old man
i ain't fond of either of the knights
for none of them is fond of me
it's neither contempt nor hatred
it is just principle
that nothing they do will make me laugh
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