Stumbling Poem by Uloia Norris Moore
Stumbling
Of Iron pillar it is that I am not
such arrogant thought.
Bubbling through thick haze
these thoughts.
Day draws near posed by such
though the manner of the start
the same all do have.
The finish is the sum
of it all the honor
in standing.
Not let others have your fall
disgraced in such manner
no light to the stars
strech they ever
so far.
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