1971
Poetry
by Michael F. Nyiri
I Want to Make This Perfectly
Clear
A major Quirk in this society Is that everyone is So afraid to make themselves clear, They don't want to ask Questions because The answers They fear. People are The apostles of silence. They don't rock The boat. But they Certainly tear themselves Apart wondering Who likes or dislikest them Or what was In that note That someone wrote. And it is increasingly difficult also To get The right answer. People shun you And your questions And they sometimes act Like you're a Panzer.
copyright 2001-2007 by Michael F. Nyiri
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