The Sky Bears Dough
Monday, March 3rd, 2008"The Sky Bears Dough"
(a mash of various stuff compressed in one silly poem for Speech class)
They ask me for verses
But not even Caesar could have asked me
My words may not toil the bells of inspiration
I may not even speak with an eloquence worthy of any oration
But words are words, and so it has been spoken
Patience is a virtue
A virtue I don’t have
Even the longest threads in the world have a limit
For centuries, our ancestors toiled under the foreign devils
See, hear and speak no evil
But enough is enough!
Flank thy patriots oh dammed souls of revolution
For when the winds of change blow upon the embers that turn into a raging fire
ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE!!!
The aftermath is silence…
I have learned one thing
Freedom does not come for free
