Tryouts thru-out our Youth We rush to sow our truths Honest tho unwise - on sunrise (We realize) No nourish to the Sowers Us or Others, Seniors retort Then hiss, throw stones in wroth Truth stutters, then twist then withers - we witness Youth riots, sours, ruins Orient to Us - Seniors Not Those - Rotten Others Trust snorts, snores, stunts Then We thirst to suit our Seniors Now their shrine sitters. Heirs We! The new Us inerts Youth thrown out Trust no Others Not worth it (and Others cannot earn it)
[In an anagrammatic poem] “every letter in every word of the poem should be the same as the letters
in the title of the poem.” (The Complete Guide to Poetic Forms by Robert Lee Brewer).
This was difficult but fun and I kinda cheated by using a “big” word and I still couldn’t say everything I wanted to, hence the brackets.Sam
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