040311d Not All Of Us Poem by Manonton Dalan
040311d Not All Of Us
hopes threatens as clock tick
everything is in haste, i know
palms found their place above
rejoicing for crowds rooting
for a winning; but can it hold
steely desire to; to be champ
always like that comes march
joy bursting to its seems, loud
tears falling on cotton towels
screams bouncing on rooftops
can't hear, i'm sitting on couch
enjoying my music; it's rock
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