Scratch Paper
Each has its own clean blank papers
Others have with them the thickest
Some only have few, but who cares?
Even others got the finest
Each one was given the same pen
Each one with the same instructions
“No definite time to begin
Make a masterpiece of your own”
Others are slow and too careful
Maybe they don’t have a spare sheet.
Others are ruthless and playful
Because they've plenty on their seats
Beggars made the most of their time.
Proud of what came out of imagination
And everyone was in the line
With their artworks for submission
Yet their piece was the only unaccepted
Their hopes begun to tatter
Despite of all it was still rejected
And treated like a scratch paper
BY ELC
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