This is the second poem in my past poetry collection.
…
Robots vs. Ninjas
Robots
Make that
Squeaky noise.
Like little boys
Fighting
For toys.
Ninjas are silent
And quite
Violent
In dark
Shapeless ways.
Robots vs. Ninjas
Very short battle.
Robots would run
Like cattle.
While the ninjas
Sit in the saddle.
Do not pick
The tin man.
Fly
Like the ninja.
Cuz’
You won’t die.
…
Well… I have no words. But it’s not too bad. I don’t know why I didn’t use any punctuation back then. But I like the idea behind this poem.
It’s just strange because it is not at all like my normal style. Maybe this one was inspired with my little brother.
There is no way of knowing.

Enjoy your Saturday! My baby seems to be over the worst!!
The end is near!

emily2jane
10-15-21