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PLEA OF AN IDIOT LOVEDLY

You all will not know
who does or does not
remain remembered
but be happy
we regard you all
for your sojourn
on the Earth
stay in the living hearts

See they give a Nobel to those living only
of what use is it to the incinerated
dead or buried
tell me gracefully
an idiot I alone
be

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Content level: 
Not Explicit Content

Comments

Indeed, of what use is any prize, Noble or not, when you are dead? Makes sense to me. ~ Geez.
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It seems that the days and hours that people
are available for chatroom are staggered and
not a good match for most everyone. How about
if everyone just shows up at the door, whenever
they have a few free minutes?

and thanks Gee

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