The Game Poem by Kristeta von Popper
The Game
I played with you today
A hand held out
Or dealt?
Carefully laid out
I challenged you
Knowing
Believing
Daring
But you in your
Stubborn blindness
Will not see
Nor believe
That greatness
Is in the smallest
Of things
Monday, January 12, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: blindness,daring
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