Slices of Profound
Everybody has a slice of profound
from the village idiot to the killer clown
but do you have the patience
to pluck the nuggets from the turd
after all everyone wants and needs to be heard
listen to the idiot ramble-between the babble
he may have the cure for war-cancer -unhappy
the mime and the butterfly may be etching
the map to heaven's secrete cache of gold...
and what secrets does the unread poet hold.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2019
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