©2015, Olan L. Smith
"Push it till it breaks, smash it to smithereens,"
The irrepressible say with angry voices as they convene.
One step further, test its mettle and purify its essence
For once we move past this stage we want no imbalance.
Disparity causes the pendulum to sway towards imperfect pillars
And the Collective that builds its new kingdom upon sand anchors
It in futility. The unrestrained press onward raising their standards
Higher toward unreachable goals, so a new world lives on unbroken words.
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Poems from the Quill, by Olan L. Smith
Poetry"Poems from the Quill" is where I place current works that don't fall into other collections. It is here you will find obscure poems that range from constraint to free-verse. I began this collection as a contest entry, years ago, for what was then t...
