New Year's Revolution
- By Lily Eastman
- Published 06/16/2008
Lily Eastman
Lily was born in the back of a station wagon to traveling circus performers. They left her at a rest stop in Polk County when her fear of tigers made her a nuisance. A nice family adopted and tried to make her feel welcome, but sometimes, late at night, when the bullfrogs called, she wondered if she might be different. Not really, she sleeps like a rock, so she never heard the bullfrogs. She now plots world domination. And takes naps.
Deep within me stirs
a fire, a passion
to take the world in a paper cup,
and gasping, gulp the glory
of knowledge, wisdom, life,
to feel it flowing freely
through
every vessel, vein, and nerve.
Shining, I become the epitome
of erudidity.
Not to boast, not to flaunt
but to pulsate like a throbbing nova.
I want to learn it all.
a fire, a passion
to take the world in a paper cup,
and gasping, gulp the glory
of knowledge, wisdom, life,
to feel it flowing freely
through
Shining, I become the epitome
of erudidity.
Not to boast, not to flaunt
but to pulsate like a throbbing nova.
I want to learn it all.
