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Sonnet- Poetry Is My Armor
Give me Hemlock but it cannot kill me;
No Scorpion-sting can do it ev'r either;
No evil force can compel me to die;
No venomous Snake bites to death, brother.
No evil plans can fructify ’gainst me;
No nexus can attempt to decimate;
No wicked plots can me ev’r crucify;
No man on earth decides my earthly fate.
The Antidote to poisons is with me!
The solace, balm, I have for wounds of heart;
No ghost can dare to be with me, scary;
My Poetry can always them outsmart.
The gift of Wings that God had donned me with
Is growing stronger, day by day in strength.
poem
by
John Celes
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