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Jul 24, 2005 12:35

Poem 37:

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As I take those first steps of my life,
I don’t ever think about the horrors that I will have to face,
If I will have someone to turn to in a time of need such as a wife,
Or will she turn and run as I grab my shoe and lace.

Why do people who do evil get by with ease?
Shouldn’t they be punished for there acts?
This world is full of sinners and sleaze,
We think that this is how we should act for a fact.

Yet people are suppose to be nice to each other.
Instead of lying, deceiving, and stealing,
Think of your friends as a sister or a brother.
People look into my eyes and lie to me with no feeling.

If I could make someone feel better by giving or saying something,
I would…just knowing that I made them glad,
Because in reality that makes me happy that I didn’t just do nothing.
Let’s just look at the way we live and all the people who are bad.

I’m not trying to preach, but just trying to teach,
That this world doesn’t have to be such a sad place.
All you have to do to be happy in this world is reach,
Reach out to someone once a day whose having a bad case.

But inside, deep inside I can tell there’s something not right,
Because as I do these deeds I have no one to return the favor,
I want someone who cares as much as I do without a fight.
Till I find that true friend, my thoughts I will savor.

Copyright@2005
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