My Reform School Poem by Seth Diamond

My Reform School



My Reform School

Sharks want blood.
They drink in the flavor.
You can't teach a shark
to drink vinegar.
You can't teach the rapist
not to rape, nor why.
You cannot teach the tyranny
Out of the tyrant.
But you can kill them all.

Tuesday, June 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: tyrant
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