"The Irony" -- A Poem by Alex Sharpe
These dark waters keep me calm,
As calm as an exploding nuclear bomb.
The night has came as bright as the sun.
I sit in my bed, wanting to cry and run.
With my dad I walk, and with my dog I talk.
Come with me and you will blindingly see, a
calm and still, raging sea.
The red sea is also and agency.
He's wearing a stolen wire, so its tracking him but stealing them.
This makes no sense but who really cares.
There are few words and little errors.
As calm as an exploding nuclear bomb.
The night has came as bright as the sun.
I sit in my bed, wanting to cry and run.
With my dad I walk, and with my dog I talk.
Come with me and you will blindingly see, a
calm and still, raging sea.
The red sea is also and agency.
He's wearing a stolen wire, so its tracking him but stealing them.
This makes no sense but who really cares.
There are few words and little errors.
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