Reginald Goodridge

Rookie (March,31st 1977 / Monrovia, Liberia)

This Box Of Mine - Poem by Reginald Goodridge

This box of mine
the one that pays me
gives me bread and a means
allows me to fly and be seen

This box of mine
a long one, wrapped with people
people who say boring
boring, boring, meaningless propositions

This box of mine
I pray to spring free
be elevated, sprung and cought in the coil
to flip in the air, flying, flying, soaring

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 19, 2006

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