About the Poem

This is a poem that I think sums up my feelings on this brisk April night. It is the Easter season of the final century of this millennium. That has meaning to me.

Century

by Dominic

Don't steal a meal from the man,
don't put your light in a can.
Y2K is looming near,
The only thing to fear is fear.
Let's talk about a plan,
I have ran all I can.
Will you drive or should I steer?
Work the gas, I'll shift gear.

I think it's time that I sing,
talking won't do a thing.
It's the only way we are heard,
when we try to spread the word.
Do I wait for the phone to ring,
or pick it up and start to sing.
This may sound absurd,
but its a way to move the word.

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Benjamin

I think this poems is very realistic.

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