Maxwell Ingram

Anomaly - Poem by Maxwell Ingram

I.Q is but a learning game
We are all the same at birth
Stones will cast like cold rain
as we walk this barren earth

Run to the trees for shelter
the roots will make you fall
In the winter those trees will die
and you will pray for spring

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 5, 2010

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 7, 2010

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