sherry ann estacion

It Is Constant

Unpredictable and true
Can be found in streets
Red comes out
From broken lips

An outcry of silence
Follows momentarily’
It is constant

The undertaker
Has its own routine
To put peace
In everything

Make way for flowers
Parading solemnly
Scented sorrows
And harmony

Straighten curves
For it is constant
It comes to everyone
And could be instant…

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 24, 2010

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  • Manonton Dalan (3/30/2010 5:42:00 PM)

    this is really, really nice...thanks for come read some of my poems.

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