Impress - Process Your Anger about the Human Condition

Impress

A small stream gurgled through
A verdant meadow under the
Content gaze of a cerulean sky.

A small boy played an improvised
Game alongside the rivulet,
Giggling with unselfconscious glee.

A small mind polluted the water to
Feed his desolation and impress his
Name upon another public building.


 
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Poetry by Guy Farmer