Oh, Romeo, don’t you know?
By any other name,
the thorn feels the scorn,
carries the blame.
When the lamb is born
of blood and shame,
the ewe is shorn:
a naked neck receives the blow.
Who cares if you rip me?
I was already torn.
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
I'm a subversive weirdo nerd witch who loves rocks. Intrusive rhyme bothers me. Some of my fiction may have provoked divorce proceedings in another state.😈
My words are mine. Suggest ai use and get eviscerated.
MA English literature, CofC
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Comments (2)
Great reactive poem
this seems entirely fitting a rhyming poem for you - laden with violent aggression! so great!