Hannah Six: Poems
Monday, September 23, 2019
An angry, spoiled boy: Part 6 (Day 978)
VI.
How did one small man inflict such harm?
Do
butterfly wings really stir up storms?
And could there, behind his bloated spite,
Lurk a spoiled boy, trembling with fright?
(c) 2019, by Hannah Six
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