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This poem is about poverty in our country..that have tormented and torn our people apart,that have dragged so may through pain and all that they have hoped for has disappeared in the unmerciful poverty.
Poetry | Updated Oct 25, 2012 | Reads: 12 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Ayla Daniels
This is a poem I wrote for English class. When it got read aloud, everyone laughed at me for it, but still I hope you enjoy it at least :\
By David Emrich
The story of me losing my dad and how it shaped me.
By Eileen Mcguinness
It really drives me nuts when i see how much packaging is used to protect the food manufacturers produce.I don't understand why we cannot have less of it.The landfill sites must be horrendous with so much plastic waste which will take hundreds of years to dissolve.Supermarket's need to act...
A personal favorite of mine, it is a beautiful rhyme for me.
Poetry | Updated Sep 6, 2009 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Two persons. One young. One old. Standing at a precipice. Standing at the edge of the world. Preparing to jump.