The second of my collections of poems written for "Express It In Eight." |
| Pride Under the microscope our fancies disappear even the misanthrope harbours illusions dear. Raging through our conceit truth storms like a fireball till we concede defeat and we surrender all. Line count: 8 Rhymed abab For Express It In Eight, 05.31.25 Prompt: Fireball, microscope. |