A Deviation
aFTER HAVING
read and listened to all of you
Those who are Dead
and Yet speaking too loudly
IN PRINT
lET me say that i am amazed
at no wit's end
I am David missing you all
Hit Goliaths
I am not afraid for in your
Hugeness
Surely must my stone from my
Sling hit you
Dead
How grotesque
and Horrible is this Feeling of having
to slay the GREAT fishes
in that magical pool of fame
No, that is not what i mean
I think i have to be a deviation
from all of you
You shall be shocked by my
Originality
and you will all smirk and snob me
This DUMB nitwit, who is he?
My name is Nobody
Just Someone that No One knows
My family name is
Happy.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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