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Read Poems by Glenn Sentes

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prerogative of an oppressed freshman

each stroke of greased fingers on the mohawk 
was a result of a genius work of art
an outlet where my soul barely peeks
yet you cut with your hypocritical shears and your rusty hand
and you call it discipline
and you call it concern
I call it bullshit

the shadows on my
eyelids were davincis and picassos
sketched in a magnificent representation 
of inner self which you all want to see 
yet suffocate by your rotten curricula
and you call it quality
and you call it excellence
I call it bullshit

the silver that glitters in these ears
conceals the tortures of my youth
the horrors that dwell in my every sleep
yet you rip from my skin you are unworthy of touch
and you call it decency
and you call it suitability
I call it bullshit

An Entrant into SKAT ACE's POEMS OF ATTITUDE Contest

Copyright © Glenn Sentes | Year Posted 2013

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  1. Date: 3/24/2016 6:33:00 PM

    Glenn, nice to see this one again. LINDA
  1. Date: 6/10/2013 9:40:00 AM

    GLENN , a nice little win, in the SKAT' contest... xox~ Always & Forever *LINDA
  1. Date: 6/9/2013 10:12:00 AM

    ha ha..love the ending so much... Linda
  1. Date: 6/9/2013 5:35:00 AM

    Wow! Well deserved win
  1. Date: 6/7/2013 12:54:00 PM

    Glenn, Congratulations with your poem. thank you for supporting my latest contest LUV~SKAT

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