Not Perfection Poem by Michael Kumashie

Not Perfection



Far away it slept
Nothing bothered it
It was content
For the creator did a mighty work
Putting together fashionably
It was crazy too
Things were false too
It isn't happy
That word never existed
It made it.
Wonderful was it appraisal
So not perfection

Wednesday, November 21, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: believe,crazy
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