Bleary Eyed Poem by John Sensele

Bleary Eyed



Tired of scanning the environment,
Eyes said, 'I'd rather quit, pal ornament.
Too long on sentry duty.
Thankless job. It ain't pretty.
Tongue, time to declare real disarmament.'

Tuesday, March 22, 2016
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John Sensele

John Sensele

Ndola, Zambia
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