Josh Alfred (02/27/89)
Comments about Josh Alfred
Anger 4 - Sonnet
Thine boasting maketh me feel less.
Thou art proudly amused in thy speaking.
My blemishes make thou out to be best,
And I, no more, than a feeble weakling.
Satisfied is the man that can find
no reason to pathetically crow.
Miserable men do contently chide,
It be a worthless rise, arousing as gold.
From a miserable mouth spouts disdain