Innovation Poem by Latoya Scranton
Innovation
Past, past, past
Always haunting the present.
At a stand still on an always revolving planet.
Engulfed in your ignorance
And learning to get worse.
Pretending to care,
Not doing a good job at it either.
Embarrassing to me? No
You embarrass yourself,
Prancing and dancing to beat of
Your past, past, past.
Get on with your life
By yourself.
Saturday, September 22, 2012
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