Sitting banking on thou,
wondering why should i not plow,
some may want to bow,
some even ask how,
but who art thou,
whom may know who art thou,
its the beginning to something,
even if left with nothing,
there will always be something,
when in doubt,
don't pout,
shout out,
knowing the beginning to something, even if its nothing,
shout out, even if it is nothing, but it is life. thanks. vote -10 I invite you to read my poems and comment and vote.
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