Ninety Percent Poem by P.R. Prosper
Ninety Percent
Tirelessly tip-toeing on the tides of time
A young girl reins in the waves crashing the shoreline
Mercilessly melodious in his method of mischief
An old man amuses hearts with the wink of a misfit
Carelessly kicking rocks ‘cross the heavens of man
A small boy holds the love of a world in one hand
Breathlessly believing in defeating the wrong
An old woman carries on and puts the wind on a song
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