Oscar Wilde was misunderstood. To be great is to be misunderstood.A man who can simply spell is no writer, a man who can add is no mathematician. An artist who can paint with words is a genius.As Oscar once said i have put my genius into my life and have put only my talent into work.The short poem below is based on my findings entitled Reading Gaol
Inside so cold,
Outside so empty,
I write a letter to my dear boy
50, pages long
Dear Bosie, Dear Bosie Dear Bosie
Warder Martin calls,
Reading Gaol my place,
Reading Gaol my Savoy
Queensbury my executioner.
Two years hard labour,
Two years to reflect,
No exit, no entry no pleasure
Dear Bosie, Dear Bosie Baneful BosieCondemned to speak the language of Shakespeare
I die alone, almost a catholic.
Reading Gaol my place
Reading Goal my Savoy
Queensbury my killer.
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