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A Treatise on the Nature of Previously Published Electronic Arts
Please take this protest
And consider it a threat
Yes you
Writing to you
Is like writing for war
Or anything else
Your applied rules
Your universal theory
Is keeping me bound
When I break free
I mean really free
I will take a piece of you with me
The part that cares
And the part that wears clothes
The cart that comes before the horse
I have divorced myself
From the ridiculous notion
That your red tape is gracious
I will canvas my own halls
And spin my own wheels
For as long as your greasy rules apply
What you're missing
As a lot
Is probably not much
Today
But maybe tomorrow
A solid gem will burden you
Often in treaty
We bring things to tables
Like bread from hearth
Thanks for being consistent
My protest remains the same
Against you as it is with others
Not to lump
But how does it feel
To fold your arms at a gift
A common problem
A simple fix
Set this poem free
Bio:
Gary Dubola Memi currently lives on Long Island and commutes into Manhattan five days a week for work. On these mornings, you can find him writing poems, turning your sleepy train car into a veritable café. That is if you ride the Long Island Rail Road. You can also follow his progress at www.railroadpoetry.blogspot.com. Gary lives with his wife and dog and yet to be gender constructed fetus.
(author retains copyright)
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A Treatise on the Nature of Previously Published Electronic Arts
Please take this protest
And consider it a threat
Yes you
Writing to you
Is like writing for war
Or anything else
Your applied rules
Your universal theory
Is keeping me bound
When I break free
I mean really free
I will take a piece of you with me
The part that cares
And the part that wears clothes
The cart that comes before the horse
I have divorced myself
From the ridiculous notion
That your red tape is gracious
I will canvas my own halls
And spin my own wheels
For as long as your greasy rules apply
What you're missing
As a lot
Is probably not much
Today
But maybe tomorrow
A solid gem will burden you
Often in treaty
We bring things to tables
Like bread from hearth
Thanks for being consistent
My protest remains the same
Against you as it is with others
Not to lump
But how does it feel
To fold your arms at a gift
A common problem
A simple fix
Set this poem free
Bio:
Gary Dubola Memi currently lives on Long Island and commutes into Manhattan five days a week for work. On these mornings, you can find him writing poems, turning your sleepy train car into a veritable café. That is if you ride the Long Island Rail Road. You can also follow his progress at www.railroadpoetry.blogspot.com. Gary lives with his wife and dog and yet to be gender constructed fetus.
(author retains copyright)
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