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Poetry By: ForgottenROse

poem about a mother telling her son who is crying after she gets shoot about the world.

Submitted:Feb 23, 2012    Reads: 17    Comments: 4    Likes: 2   

My Dear Boy,

Hold your cries.

Open your eyes.

Look around at this empty world.

A world of disarray.

Where death comes everyday.

Where humans so vile live.

We don't understand it at all.

All we can do is try not to fall.

Struggle through life.

Fight to survive everyday.

Look for help with dismay.

Wish to be loved.

Beg to be seen.

Pray for our "souls" to be clean.

And yet we still carry on.

I swear you will be alright.

You can be all you can be.

Ill be leaving you tonight.

So my dear Boy,

Try for me.


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