sing
sing
sing to sing
sing and sing
sing but sing
sing though sing
sing till sing
sing with singers that sing the worst
sing with them, because because
they shrill out songs
of effect and cause
songs are bad
singers
overwrought
they sing
the songs
to be
madly sought
still
they make
a movement
new
they sing
against
the blood
on dew
sing
sing
sing and sing
sing but sing
sing though sing
sing till sing
sing to sing
and sing and singe
they sing to sing
the heart within
that cries and laments being the social roast
2 comments:
The concluding line angers me. I'm not sure why. I like it, though; I like that it sounds different from the rest of the poem, and I like what it's saying. But it makes me angry.
I love this poem.
You've got a loud voice and your writing speaks volumes.
thought provoking.
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