Charles Monroe


Free Birds - Poem by Charles Monroe

We the Knights, We roam alone
And prefer to be unknown
Yea the fame is for the birds
And the cages for the herds
Incognito Buddha’s ghost
Shish-cob-bobbin Judas goats
Dear stigmata iluminada
Kama sutra Juice and vodka
Supernova cosa nostra
Frank Sinatra sing for me
“That’s Life”
In a large pretty cage
Makes me forget I’m not free
I wonder what the world of free birds
Thinks of me.
P.X


Comments about Free Birds by Charles Monroe

  • Gold Star - 13,366 Points Ramesh Rai (10/30/2013 1:01:00 PM)

    a very deep thought indeed makes me to think again n again (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 18, 2013


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