Being Infamous Poem by James McLain

James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By

Being Infamous



Is not the same.
Is your green silk dress the same,
as your red one?
Are brown eyes blue.
The yellow sun not to change.
We would be overwhelmed if it wasn't.
Silk is to expensive.
So you cover your face with cotton.
Wet or dry is the gateway to difference.
Walking hand in hand by the sea shore,
brown, white or tan, black or red.
Infamous is not the same as famous.
Then their is the bright yellow sun.

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James McLain

James McLain

From Tampa Florida And Still Living Near By
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