Robert Powell Poems

Self obsessed

Introspection, pride, and self-loathing
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There once was a planet named Earth
Which apes took for all it was worth
And when the rivers ran slick
With a poisoinous ick
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Colour and form, shapes and patterns
Is that not me?
A fortress, windows secured by battens
Is that what you see?
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Have you walked the untamed land
And swam the virgin sea
Seen where rocks are turned to sand
Breathed air that's truly free?
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These stark white walls give anxiety
And we know lifes spice is variety
Yet public buildings in totality
Are stark stark white
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The Horizon Calls to me
It's siren song
Is far too strong
And I can't long
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