Contemporary dramatists
Crushed through dreams hapless
Betrayed some youthful fantasies
In the mistaken attempt to portray personas
Belonging to impossible dreams
Defrauded mostly their ideals
Upon the writing of the antagonist
Who yearns to disillusion
That dreams hapless can be played real
One chapter scribbled
On an apologetic neglect of grammar so simple
Now editing need be
Without possible deletion
Neither light of retraction
Ink spills along
With rectification at heart
In trembling silence
The contemporary dramatists lives on
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