Indifference Poem by welkin siskin

Indifference



Let that world does not commune with me—
the world indifferent to a child,
lacking pure sense of perfection,
a true arc of reason,
a hope that lasts as days,
that which does not know
I was born free to be freer and happier as it
Because my art of life shall be done
trailing behind its nature.

Wednesday, October 18, 2017
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