A Poem on Another Day

It’s not as simple as it looks.
The bad are simply verses yet
To make their way to better worth.
The bad are never meant as bad.
Upon the writing, they are filled
With ambition that’s just as grand,
And optimism just as high,
As any poem labeled good.
They come in from the very place
That better ones do come in from.
It may, of course, be just the case
Of coming out on different days.

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