Wayward in unjust life.
Tossed with all strife.
Here my noise on a page.
Maybe to come of age.
Another poem next to me.
Now Im not alone and free.
Many noise poems with me.
Here on the page to see.
What is that noise.
Another poem from the coys.
JOE POEWHIT
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poem-needs-a-home/
