I'll NOT be, by the world, oppressed,
but perhaps at times a bit depressed.
I did not know the world has a tongue,
but it's welcome to speed my 'parting'.
Nevermore again will I, Bri, be young.
(November....7th....2019)
Tis true nevermore that which hath been corroded away? But hey why worry so long as YOU live another day!
Susan Williams comments below. Remember, I had also pointed out about this before? But I prefer it that way now...the less we suffer reading it the better! ! ! Ha, ha, ha And now I am readying myself for long dressing down from him (though indirect) ...
That title is longer than the poem! ! ! I have noticed your partiality for such titles and I was wondering if sometime you would switch places and make the body of the poem the title and the title of the poem its body... doing so might confound and confuse your friends. A fun read in a way, very melancholy in others
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
tongues lick too, and poke a parting