missed, the sleepersA Poem by Christopher WithersFirst published in 2010spawned. coherency gleaned from light and glitter, shaped by mothers hand. school imbued with a'pproved knowledge: force-fed from our fathers land. a truth: awareness, gazing out the universe turned on its unself, yet now reduced to mundane span, as bound mind, as bound hand, surveys the dirt, yet missed the land.
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1 Review Added on September 9, 2014 Last Updated on September 9, 2014 AuthorChristopher WithersAboutI recently discovered a user on this site had been posting my poems as his own. To combat this, I've decided to post my poetry here, hopefully stopping this from happening again. The poet in questi.. more.. |

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