Chip Paper

Sometimes, when everyone has gone home, it seems like the protest is diminished, washed away by the dark.

Yet, far from being tomorrow’s chip paper, it can light a candle that shall not be consumed.

My poem, Chip Paper, read by me.

©2012 R Wright Unauthorised Use Prhohibited. Please write for distribution authorisation. Thanks.👍

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