Poem #475

he stomps on his block tower creation
“why, Billy, did you knock over the blocks?”
“because I wanted to,” says Billy
and teacher scolds Billy
“destruction without purpose is waste.”
he put away the blocks
playtime is over
but he wonders what he wasted here
blocks are still in the bin
no one is crying
and he wanted to

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