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One's Control

Poetry By: Tyrone Slade

Tags: Poem

A poem about one of the things one DOES control.

Submitted:Apr 8, 2007    Reads: 137    Comments: 7    Likes: 1   

Let it be known,

That one controls,

Thier own frame of mind,

If you have not learned,

And passed your turn,

Don't you think,

That now is the time?

I hear "the world this",

And "the world that",

Get off the ground,

Get up off your back,

Stop crying because,

Here is the facts,

The world don't got your back!!

It is a shame,

If you don't know who to blame,

Here is a hint,

Blame it on your self,

Because you are afraid,

To stand up,

And let your self stand out.

Don't take everything to the face,

Find and keep a happy pace,

Or you'll find your self buried,

Deep underneath,

Trash that belongs to someone else.


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