Attacking The Good Poem by O Anna Niemus

Attacking The Good



There was a row of
water filled glasses...
each reflecting the morning sun.
A man came along and poured dark ink into one glass... ending its
reflection... but the sun remained shining in the sky for all to see.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: dark,sun,water
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