Invention
Invention is a blinded thing,
solving existence with the existing,
Its mirror stands invisible
and its problems are quizzical,
but yet we surround in its splendour,
thanks to the legacy of the inventor.
Copyright © Jennifer Ratcliffe | Year Posted 2011
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