Friday, 4 April 2014

The Bore

He turned no necks
even though he brought everyone's cheques,
he looked down at the floor,
perceived as a bore,
he hid himself in a corner of a store,
One thought he had no life 
One thought he could never find a wife 
but in that little corner of his,
he made a haven of wish.
He enjoyed the silence 
as he turned to he desktop and 
opened Wikileaks to reveal
a war crime.

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