Posted in Humor - General, Poem



I shall be brief – In all that I want to manifest;

For brevity is the soul of my wit.

Those towering lies that made me forsake my faith,

The quivering men who made me spurn my chin.

Freedom from all that impugnment,

Freedom from all the entanglement.

I tried to be brief – In all that I wanted to manifest.

But brevity could only last a bit.