Poem
Marcus
This is my first poem. I hope you can sense something about life
A life of Heart
A pendulum pause created a unique singular,
And new born felt bizarre to the world;
Greeters could hand a little life to the Heart,
But the innocent seems still doubt and unsure of it.
Virtuous and villanious sourroundings await
But incapacitated Heart opts none by nature;
The Child belongs to goodness
Though no strength that runs to instinct is in Heart.
Things are different with colors to the child
And the heart says "unfair" after wondering their actions;
A day with white appears under the child again
And that makes the little life to have more wonders.
To Be continued....
--
Mr. Marcuszaua
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