THE EPISTLE
(A sonnet)
I write to inform every deformation
That hinders transformation
So clear without equivocation
To jettison parochial circumspection
The attention that worth no consideration
Grounding piecemeal to diffusion
If unbridled to make transmission.
Never to discontinue my continuation
Truly not a possessor of standard education
But not illiterati to perception
Not naive to sensitive deception
Kids of yesterday, men of today’s generation
Guided exposure equal to socialization
To beef up sagacious decisions.
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