Box Clever Poem by King Happy
Box Clever
I've learned how to
trust your instincts
when all is going bad
-don't.
If the winds let you
fly
then soar.
If they seem to
strike you down,
then move.
Watch out for jet
engines and marshmallow
fields.
Dodge
and revel
in the swinging fists
of the gods
They will never
stop coming.
Thursday, August 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: fate
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7/21/2025 3:29:11 PM # 1.0.0
A powerful poem, King. Thanks