Will Poem by Cody O'Hara
Will
My will is my own
Like the great walled cities of old
Yet you pound upon the doors
Declaring for all to hear
You preach your ideals
Demand we forfeit or give in
But we are a free and stubborn people
And your words are but silent breezes
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: cities
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