Tuesday, January 16, 2007

January 10th, 2007

All through college
I was encouraged to steal.
Steal time, thoughts, motivation.

Steal to learn.

A Teacher once told me
There are no new ideas.

The thought haunts me nightly.

I vow to steal.
I will steal back
The way it should be.

As I close the book,
I cringe, knowing that
This poem has already been written.

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