The Poet With No Soul
The Poet With No Soul
"I will run, when you are in pain,
After all, I have so much to gain!
To me, you are but a cutout photo
at a baseball game."
"You see I have zero compassion.
I am at the Soup for my own gain!
I don't care if you drown in the rain."
"I only write to get trophies for me!
I could care less about thee."
Words,indeed,are so dastardly cheap.
As they ignore a fellow Poet that weeps!
August 4, 2020
10:15a.m. PST
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
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