What Is It

poem by: Tony Anderson
Written on Jul 27, 2016 

What is it
I don’t understand
Is it even
A part of the plan
What is it
I can not tell
Why does it make
Such a terrible smell

Is it short
Is it fat
Is it big
Is it flat

What is it

Is it round
Is it square
Is it for the land
Is it for the air

What is it

What is it
I need to know
What is it
Will it explode

You bring this thing
Within this room
I have to ask
Is it doom
There upon the desk it sits
The question still remains
What is it

 

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