Final Prime Poem by Linda Hepner

Final Prime

Rating: 4.9


What are those numbers called,
Please don't tell me...
I'd rather not know than have death defined...
Those numbers that go nowhere, but installed
Within our system that we'd like to flee
Have no divisor and won't leave our mind.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Raynette Eitel 02 September 2005

This poem says a lot in so few lines. Nice work. (I hate to hear my numbers, too!) Raynette

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Mary Nagy 02 September 2005

I HATE math! ! But, nice poem. Sincerely, Mary

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