Friday, November 21, 2008

Eyes Like Emma Goldman

She has eyes like Emma Goldman
She refused to play any roles
She saw no line she would ever fall in
She's a rose that grows through cracks in roads
She's a nail that stands tall and straight
She can never be hammered down
She's clear on who she loves and hates
She robs rulers of their crowns

1 comment:

Surreal Killa said...

Nice Anarchistic poem.