It all started here; Some thirty students- Minds controlled by their puppeteer, Walked in clueless
My mind came colorful, progressive- Only my beliefs sprouted! The seed had already been expressive Just- the stem was clouded
The renaissance fertilized the soil Dry, cracked, barren, deprived; Destitute of the benevolent oil- Used to awaken thoughts: revived
But what truly blossomed my bud- Were the French philosophes, Who's blue, liberal blood- Solidified my leftist approach
I have always been the optimist; Through many deaths and rebirths- I knew it wasn't the apocalypse, And instead kept the beauty of earth
Because I filled my life with fascination, My opinions bloomed:bright and rich. The rain could not cleanse my veneration, Not to a diety, but to my democratic itch
My petals are strong to hold bees- Who cannot fly or make honey It's my civic duty to fight this disease That in life- one is subject to money
However, I am not just one of Paine's flowers, I am an independent with liberal powers.
This is part if my informal final paper for ap euro- I decided to answer each of the five prompts with poems