The View

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
poem about my view of life

Submitted: February 03, 2010

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Submitted: February 03, 2010



"As a young boy my mind was quicker time
so quick so observant it was like a clock refined
so confined it was always on top the line
but as i grew older new abilities began to shine
people doubt me, route me began to outscout me
never knew how hard life was to be an outsider
having problems trying to become a stronger fighter
a world lighter
someone who believes they change the thoughts of life
without throwing any fist, hand blades and knives
they say when the rich wage wars its the poor who dies
and when the poor dies its the lonely who cries
and then the governmental conspiracy comes out with lies
and then the world feels that bullets and bodies should begin to fly
with guns and bombs and brawlers on the streets at night
soldiers in iraq with explsoives and guns, no fun
and theyr'e saying their trying to fight
so whats your idea? because right now people aint thinking right."

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