Comments about Roman Franklin
There sits a young girl aged only a few.
A mind of wonder that calls untested.
But not today, for destiny will try.
Upon her hand down lands a fly
Harmless and naïve it remains there rested.
Why, never before has she seen such as this.
A creature of wonder choose calamity and still.
But soon comes the moment she make a choice.
One that shall forever repeat its voice.
This unscathed perception proposes such thrill.
Surely the world will be so quick.
To force upon a jaundice slant.
However only age will come to know,
what her accord alas ...