Disorientation Poem by alexander opicho
Disorientation
You came out nice with a focus on the orient
You kept and managed turmoil in your sails,
With your honest focus on the eastern star
With a blink you respected the sail orientation,
But when the cunningly bright stars came out
Your faith was tilted; you sang your loyal songs
To the stars of falsehood with stampede of a dance
You merely flopped into disorientation in shaking of thy faith.
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