Here are the ones you vote for. Remember, the stanza chosen will start of this poetic cypher. That will end up into piece. Give a constructive reason to why you chose the one you chose.


A
The bronze skin becomes pale in darkness
Ears become soft from never wanting to hark this
A warning to the soul to escape from exclusion
And to be like them, but it's an illusion


B
images of grandeur cloud my focus,
swamin like locus, to devour my goals/
as if my eyes cried my blood on tha page
exhailin my life thru tha pen, inhailin tha day...


C
Injecting time into veins of justice
Beauty leaks tears at model's/criterion's mercy
As pulses race from raging vultures
So sink souls of waining/growing masses


Vote! And remember to give a constructive reason to why you chose the one you chose.