455. Poem by Jaden Knight

455.



The idiot liked to turn his troubles into rocks
and skim them across the river
smiling as they sank below the surface
hoping he would never see them again

As each one sank it joined its fellows
and a dam was slowly built up from them all
the river spilled over its banks
threatening to drown anyone close by

Eventually he had to act and asked a bud for assistance
his friend helped him break the dam down
shattering the stones in the process
allowing the water to resume its course

Don't turn your problems in to rocks
in order to skim them away
face them head on and see them crushed
before they spill over to flood your existence

Tuesday, December 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: personal
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