Untitled I - Andrei F. Andreescu

I wanted to write a poem 

But I had heard the words before 

It started with 'I', 

But so does the whole world 

I had wanted to change it into 'me'

But that's practically written on all gravestones 

My mind wondered: verse or stanza? 

But condors glide so beautifully for hours, 

Do you know they only flap their wings once?