A fearful incubation

A kind of smelly melee
A creation and ovation
Heart beats tiny beating drums
Tinier than the infants thumbs
Bred for profit bought perhaps
By prophets really
Saps
themselves
No mystery here
It’s Incubation
That we fear

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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