the writer
traveled south
skin dyed black
ate
spoke
devated
as a black man
idealist mind
against reason
traveled
the same path
as a white man
encountered
nothing
Author notes
28 words
A contest entry
- brevity by Melissa Gayle.
5500 points, ended November 25, 2007, 21 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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another excellent piece.
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How wonderfully... complex and yet simple this is...
You can go as far back as you want with this one.. and the distance you travel.. is exactly the depth you'll get... of course I wanted this one to extend to the rift ..
because yes, that would be a path both could take, and see nothing.. from that point....... on
don't mind me... I ramble...
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oh, and Canaan is the land of promise. he had to at least get laid along the way. hehe
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yes I know what Canaan is
of course he did. Makes you wonder
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the child that never played with matches never found out what fire could do. i'm thinking that the writer knew that.
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holy cow batman!
how old are you and you are writing stuff like this?
you are very talented and i hope i ma able to read more of your stuff!
great job!
keep up the good work
i really liked it
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thank you
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