Poetry

Not Good (The Verdict)

“Only the good die young”
A dagger!
My youth years ago took sail
Long gone
Around the Cape of Good Hope
Easing Easterly
to fairer lands
and yet I stand
Alive!
I am not good
My breath still fogs
the mirror
reflecting proof if the
adage be true
Oh woe!
My heart is broken!

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