Born to be a witness. <br />Born to direct feet; <br />But thrown he is unto his Class- <br />Just so they can eat. <br /> <br />Chew, they, up his marrow, <br />And spit, they, out fresh blood. <br />Never shall one leave the Class: <br />A poet that is good.<br /><br />Kyle Hamp<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-poet-that-is-good/
