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When the prize Seeks for the price, Afraid of the cuts It would cost When the cub refuses to roar; The lion in him crawls to soar When the antidote shys from being used, Her worth is only abused When the heroine seat with arms fold; The enemies stand with the morning on hold Alas! Defeat has bitten so hard Now ready to play the action card, To be the arrow in the bow; The seed of change I must sow.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 6/6/2016 9:08:00 AM
Congratulations on a well-deserved win for this awesome, inspiring write! Pandita
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Date: 5/26/2016 1:28:00 PM
You are more than a best new poet. You are excellent, wonderful and mind jerking. What a lovely piece this is. Welcome to poetry soup dear colleague.
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Date: 5/25/2016 7:30:00 AM
Congrats on your Golden Oldies playing on the winners’ page..Way to go!!! Aren’t those oldies impressive..Sara
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Date: 5/20/2016 6:27:00 AM
I love this piece so much. What a really hot newbie you are. Will be looking forward to more of this. A definite 7
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Date: 5/1/2016 12:25:00 PM
Haha, funny poem... Linda
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