Poem about Poetry - Originality

son asks what
it means to be original
and i say it is when you learn
to be different in an artistic way
piercing ears to wear rings
binding your feet for beauty
putting paint onto paper
to get people think you're insane
but to respect you
two hundred years from now
eyeing your masterpieces
ridiculing their parents
for not having a piece of you
that bright talent of you
that you crawl all over to exhibit
gripping whether you are original
or just plane insane
and always throwing that question
what it means to be original, unique
digging words and graves
for an answer

poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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