Know meA Poem by Mr. Lopez
Muddied are the waters
Of afterthought The bridge's burnt The rainbows sought Fickle are the fingers Of this and that The who,the what The where I'm at I climb, I crawl, I jump and skip I'm known for shooting From the hip It's no surprise I say, I do Like yourself My point of view I wrote a poem I sang a song The rhythm was off The words were wrong I stepped on my own toes I skipped my own beat I stood for myself And then took a seat Outspoken and broken? Well....that describes me Although the outcome Has yet to be © 2017 Mr. LopezReviews
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