Anthony Knox


Enigma - Poem by Anthony Knox

I am but an enigma.
Viewed with such stigma.
I can feel it inside.
They wish to have died.
I'm cold and solemn.
Like the lonely golem.
With fakes im faced.
With no truth I've traced.
My faith has turned.
Beliefs have burned.
I had probed my mind.
And all i could find.
Was its gears in trouble.
About to become rubble.
But do not despair.
My mind I'll repair.
Not a word you need to say.
For soon, I'll will find my way.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 19, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, May 20, 2011


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