Poets Are So Hard To Find
educate me on my flaws,
pointing out the man i was;
once embodied many lies,
sought redemption through blind eyes.
walked amid the dullest walls,
never paid respect to calls;
i was lost; i wouldn't listen;
Him i managed to be missing.
stubborn kids require care
and the freshest kind of air
to renew and cleans their mind;
poets are so hard to find.
©LukaKorba
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With love,
Luka.