An Uncommon Sanctuary
My sanctuary is a common place
I keep it devoid of the human race
A little paint on the glass makes a sign
"Through these doors lies a solution Divine"
"The value of 'x' is to be made clear
As you, too, will hold algebra dear"
Though years have passed and science has been cheered
Algebra alone is hated and feared
A perfect ploy for a sanctuary ruse
As x's and y's make room for your muse
8-16-20
Contest: Sanctuary
Sponsor: Silent One
Copyright © Larry Bradfield | Year Posted 2020
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