.M. Diabali


Short Ceilings. - Poem by .M. Diabali

Stand up child,
these walls are brick and the streets are too.
Steel bars make you right.
Stand up child, you've been placed in perfect sight.
When clouds are dark, we look to the skies
When black falls, we stare at the stars
Stand up child, let us take a good look at you.

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  • Rookie - 182 Points Karen Sinclair (10/15/2013 4:56:00 PM)

    Loved this as it felt like you followed your natural flow and has subconscious meaning. The short ceilings make one feel taller. Great write.
    The stand up child almost sounds pushy initially but at the tie up line felt more adoration. Ty karen (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 24, 2013


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