The Boast
Alone I have stood stagnant for seventeen summers
Some think the reason I write
Is as simple as signing a fraudulent forged note
I tell you this tale:
Early in my minor middle school career
I careened out of a relationship rapidly
Avid and eager to advance
Perfecting poetry became much motivation
I quickly climbed the poetic plateau
The steep side,
Pacing and not rushing my written rhetoric
Now I need to conquer and neutralize any negative forces
With wicked words worthy of a Shakespearean scholar in solitary
C.Goins (Age:17), Published in "Celebrate! Young Poets Speak Out" Northeast-Spring 2006
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