from the ground up
From the ground up, is the only way he can see.
a spiraling diatribe of bad intentions.
nose to nose with the dirt, is all he can be.
heavy on the scale of downward precision.
flora and fauna for acres around him.
sneaking about the ground, as if on a mission.
a view on life that's very dim.
taking anyone he can, down with him.
something inside, a life that has died.
he climbs up a pillar of education
branching off, up and to the side.
he awaits a witness, for his indication.
alas a poor one, stumbles upon the spot
and is instantly intrigued by his conversation
what is it that she wants, what he's got
a nation of information, temtation and relation
a taste of the darkness, and pass to a friend
a flood of modesty, embarassing nudity
to the outside, soon will they send
the outcast of two, to begin history.
Who Am I Poetry Challenge (take two)
a spiraling diatribe of bad intentions.
nose to nose with the dirt, is all he can be.
heavy on the scale of downward precision.
flora and fauna for acres around him.
sneaking about the ground, as if on a mission.
a view on life that's very dim.
taking anyone he can, down with him.
something inside, a life that has died.
he climbs up a pillar of education
branching off, up and to the side.
he awaits a witness, for his indication.
alas a poor one, stumbles upon the spot
and is instantly intrigued by his conversation
what is it that she wants, what he's got
a nation of information, temtation and relation
a taste of the darkness, and pass to a friend
a flood of modesty, embarassing nudity
to the outside, soon will they send
the outcast of two, to begin history.
Who Am I Poetry Challenge (take two)
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