Little Door Poem by Madrason .

Little Door



For fools I bow my head
and if they make me mad
I rather have them do this
than to miss them just one day
when I heard the King just say
what if you could be my clown
and I replied I'll have your crown, nay
there is no ruler but my heart
compassion is her blood
and just a little door
somewhere…..
I've left for God. M

Friday, September 21, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: dignity,independence
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Madrason .

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