david gerardino


Fell Flat Down, , - Poem by david gerardino

ITS a trick, a stolen thought.
A entity full of puzzels, and
a puppet with strings made
from GOD.
ITS a laughter, with scarlet
eyes, a paralysis waiting in
the shadows, and a clown
with one last try.
ITS the end, waiting to be
heard, a time to wash the
dirt off, then settle the
score, and live to another
day.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 6, 2012



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