Chance 2 Comments / Unconventional Minimalist Poems about the Human Condition / By Guy Farmer Attach the label, Accusatory scarlet letter, Moral failing, character flaw, Stamp of inadequacy. Point a crooked finger, Their fault, they’re lazy, Not enterprising and Hard-working like us. Gilded mantle of Success and civilization, Gentility personified, There but for chance. Feel Great by Supporting This WebsiteSupport Now Don't Miss My Fabulous Poetry Book Thank you to all the amazing poetry fans worldwide who have bought my book.Buy Now
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square peg March 1, 2014 at 3:45 pm This poem expresses timeless judgmental attitudes in a way that touches your own sense of self righteousness. I was thinking of the truthful and moving words long after I was done reading the poem. It really stays with you. Reply
This poem expresses timeless judgmental attitudes in a way that touches your own sense of self righteousness. I was thinking of the truthful and moving words long after I was done reading the poem. It really stays with you.
Thanks Peg, I appreciate your insights. Cheers, Guy.