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Nov 2017
It happened long ago, in the sidewalk of the street
The street, the main city’s main street! A boulevard, Sweet Saint Pete
A pile of unherting junk started to sink, a hole started to grow
Ignored, underestimated, there were bigger threats after all.
A hole people walk on
Fed by every step
When does a hole turn into a pit?
A pit, dreadful, pitiful pit
One that doesn’t stop growing
Deep enough, people can’t get out

Deep enough, a violent fall


Deep enough, an utter death



Deep Enough, Murphy’s Law
A society’s flaw
First poem! With this one I tried to talk about the danger of ignoring a problem, even if an insignificant one. Also, I start with rhymes and then cut them off so that the idea of something is wrong is more powerful. Any thoughts?
Simon
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Simon
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