The World


Is the world round?

Though wisdom says spherical

As an egg?


But could it be flat

as a surface

or curved,

As a man’s face

It could be straight

As an I

Or bent

From the thigh


It could be Strong

 as a gale


 it could be frail

Rough or neat,


That could be it



The world is crooked

Even as the branch of a tree

It is cruel

To the core


When you look the more

A world with no rule,

No code

Free to do

Just with a little gold





This poem is about: 
Our world


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