Screams of a Renaissance Girl
by Kina Anike
Friday, June 23, 2006
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I live in this century only because I got lost somewhere in the time-line.
I have values that sound ancient and profane to the new world.
I am a walking statue that reminds you of the old wars.
I am the artistic vein of your time, a black and white picture by your side.
From above ancient dreams I look behind,
Disconnecting from the cruelty of your minds.
I fly above them, you can find me if you try.
Try to look from a different perspective than the one you're used to.
I am unreachable, otherwise, to your sight.
I will disappear and escape this rotten plight.
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|Reviewed by Aberjhani
|Powerful declaration of self identity and personal integrity. Enjoyed the read very much.
|Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
|I like what you had to say in this poem.|
|Reviewed by Sue Hess
|i enjoyed this very much, Kina|
|Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
|You should be easy to find. There are not many walking statues...|