Sandra Feldman


Questiones, To A Dictator - Poem by Sandra Feldman

I want to know,
What gives you the right,
To decide for me?
How, I am to live?
What I am to know?
Or where is My Life,
Supposed to go.

You're not a god,
Much less, a king,
You're not even a Clown,
In a Circus ring.


Comments about Questiones, To A Dictator by Sandra Feldman

  • Valerie Dohren (1/15/2014 12:55:00 PM)

    Ha, I think they ARE clowns Sandra, most of them anyway! ! Amusing write. (Report)Reply

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  • Gajanan Mishra (1/14/2014 7:37:00 PM)

    very good poem, Thanks, I like it. (Report)Reply

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  • Gajanan Mishra (1/14/2014 7:37:00 PM)

    very good poem, Thanks, I like it. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 15, 2014


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