Outcast

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Poem about outcasters....mostly the inheriters of the countries in Africa.

Submitted: February 03, 2010

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We are like outcast
they laugh at us and our past
our future is not written in stones
because we weren't meant to last,
they expect us to die, and watch the decaying of our bones
our whole life we have lived alone, thinking we were doing wrong,
when we were doing right,
trying to make a living in this struggle of a life, those nights when we went to bed with no food in our tummy
nowhwere to be found was daddy or mommy.
A battle were' against and lost too many fights.
We are outcast

Every day is a struggle, a pain
we can't tuggle,
something we can't restrain, so we lock it in our emotions,
locked like a bottle
No one we can look up to, no positive role model.
A line lies between us,
us and this world,
outcaster that are dreamers,
with our future in our hands and the world is the cleaners,
ready to snatch what little they can,
a grain of sand,
a mind of self,
a future forgetting the past,
they will never know what we have felt,
to be an outcast.


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