by The Cowl Editor on September 19, 2019
Poetry
by Sam Ward ’21
It is tell me where the rain goes
Not tell me what to think
Stagnated growth //Â forget that oath.
Simple thoughts translate so well.
But dress them up and you protect yourself
from being understood (that’s no good).
When you value privacy,
You find ways to feed the ego
Without risking perception of integrity (or lack thereof).