short story slam week 57, 58, december exams

the semester rolls

the Niagara waterfall

the exams in

the thunder storm

my brain reads

the camera in digital age

my hope rises

a final plead

I wish to win

a nobel prize

but my enemy keeps speaking

of negative language

labeling me as outgrown film

I sunburned my wisdom

and I still write for

the Goodness’ sake

God Bless,

Merry Christmas

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