Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2014
The white cloth of old
is, and always was,
tainted slightly
with yellow or brown.
Yet, it was white,
nonetheless,
to them.
So, how do we
set our standards
moving forward?

Such reverend sanctity
is destined to change.
Sean Yessayan
Written by
Sean Yessayan
  1.0k
     AJ, Raine Balson, ---, CommonStory, AD Sifford and 3 others
Please log in to view and add comments on poems