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Sonnet: The Race

by  Lil Em

Posted: Thursday, November 18, 2004
Word Count: 106




It can be said like shadows in the city of light
Sailing a hostile sea,
A translation of rain and fire.
It is a stylish marriage, I agree; I need more time.
For Destinations not of the heart,
Crushed, suffering from neglect, such a painless journey.

All part of the master plan, you are an artist of
Destruction, what price great art?
What a grave jubilation!What about our slithery friends?
You must have known I donīt like flowers...in a vase.
What a characteristic temperament!
Scorn, even you hda still to follow knowledge.
You look so smug. What have you accomplished?
Tell me, what have you won?