Epitaph of the free
poems for cash?
poems to bash?
land of the debt
students who fret
learn they say
till one day
you'll have sway
teacher teacher
land of the debt
cheeks always wet
need a towlette
teach me new
teach me well
learn me to head away from hell
show me sights
freedom renewed
paired with rights
be calm my soul
my name is soul
I have no soul
I long for love
teach me love
epitaph of the free
this my plea
This poem is about:
Me
My country