Masquerade
...[If somebody asks] how old are you?
[My answer should be] it may be 90, it may be 2
[Does it matter any] if I am true.
We are, in fact, grains for the birds
Seek our salvation in a pack of card...
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Categories:
protohistory, allegory, allusion, conflict, confusion,
Form: Prose Poetry
You Just Can'T Tell My Story
...You Just Can't Tell My Story-
(Glosa)
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise
………….Maya Angelo
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Categories:
protohistory, lost love, me, write,
Form: I do not know?