- Non-Erotic Poetry
- If I Was A Hundred Feet Tall
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If I was a hundred feet tall I could be as nice as I wanted.
Who would use ridicule and sarcasm against that mass of potential?
Even if they do…why would I care at a hundred feet tall?
I could speak of peace and gentleness making one strong.
Who would consider me weak for doing so?
I could give special meaning to a gentle giant.
Ill let the people measure my feet…my brain….my arms…my chest.
They can analyze my blood….do that d.n.a thing even.
But you know ill tell them how I got this big…..
Sorry folks but its got nothing to do with that rude and incomplete science.
Its my heart….my soul.
How do you measure that ? ….would you dare?
Be you ready to feel the pain and torture of a very troubled life?
Be you ready to be crushed with the burden of everything and nothing?
Be you ready to feel vilified, mocked, ridiculed, beaten upon, spat on….
All the while you must maintain yourself soulfully….
Use no violence and never dismiss truth.
Go through hell this is.
Then you can stand as a giant…..a hundred feet tall and smiling…..
Talking of peace and love.
