Sona Wilae

Freshman - 672 Points (Central Florida)

Talk Box - Poem by Sona Wilae

New vain wishing wells
compel lips of grace
eager to savor do-tells
prophesying spoiled space
aggravated raping cells
unleashes a silent race
two weary racist spells
spewing hate face to face
culture savagery dispel
no peace officiating pace
color lines line steel rails
spades caught another case
back to back two jail…
old vain wishing wells
dispel lips of race

Topic(s) of this poem: crime, decisions

Form: Couplet


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Overcrowded prisons are justified and unjustified. Societal degradation is progressive.

Comments about Talk Box by Sona Wilae

  • Joshua Aaron Guillory (2/13/2018 5:18:00 AM)

    Great poem! The cure for this is world peace! I'm in charge of the world. My name is Joshua Aaron Guillory and nobody can stop me :) And you're an excellent poet! (Report)Reply

    Sona WilaeSona Wilae(2/13/2018 3:46:00 PM)

    Thank you, very much. I love your form as well.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 20, 2017



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