It's Not An Assessment Poem by Miroslava Odalovic
It's Not An Assessment
A thing on the scales between good and bad
an extention to the tree of knowledge
a revenge upon an apple of time
it's you and I
writing millions of words
speaking millions of fire tongues
ablaze on the tip of a rhyme
assessed by a multitude of flames
eating us up spitting us out
we walk in hides dressed in skins of white
we mourn in the dark and speak to the light
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