The Question Poem by Meghan
The Question
people with their mouths agape and their eyes popping
stare at me in such disbelief at what my mouth has spewn
the inevitable questions rises, do I believe in god?
then my answer stark and lying fallen on the ground
as though in attempt to flight
has been shot and killed, to kill a mockingbird
no, no was all I said
why comes the consice retort
how? is the disbelief
---BARELY FINISHED---
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