Post #7

PoemSong
It's a really heartfelt poem,
it's beautiful, but it's cold.
It's ruthless.

It's the kind of poem
that jumps out at you when you're guilty.

It ensnares,
it traps,
it reaches,
it feels.

We, the readers...
we feel.

It's the poem that is a light,
you know the kind of light that illuminates,
that forces you out of the darkness,
that shines upon your evil deeds.

It's that kind of light
they use
to interrogate.

It's the
kind of light
that sets you
free.


A rant I wrote when I commented on someone at AP. I'm procrastinating on HW, like usual.