Sometimes Poem by rose flores rosevoc2

Sometimes we have to tear papers, break cups and saucers, and say, "Yes, mess! " Sometimes, it's good to be angry and be mad at pests.

Sometimes, sushi will be good for those who can't chew raw meat;
and beers' okay for those who are too placid…

Leave out. Sign off. Darts and bullseye! No fun and ice-cream, without risks or adventures. No resilience and dance in perfect rigidity. No real love in a robot republic.

"Copy the texts, if you are not a robot, " says the Web. Bodies are made up of flesh and blood, but the heart goes beyond anatomy. Behold the Sabbath day!

Sometimes, rain must come.

Rosevoc2 on PoemHunter.com on March 8.2012