Light at the End of the Tunnel We march through this tunnel This dark, everlasting…
Title of poetry
Poetry is bad
Poetry is sad
Poetry makes you glad
Poetry makes me mad
Poetry looks like the sky
Poetry can die
Poetry is like a glove,
always filled with love
Poetry is like a hat
or a person becoming fat
Poetry is like strife
although it is life
Poetry ascends
never descends
Not only poetry
but this poem
keeps ascending
which means that
there
is
NO
ending