Modern Man

[surge_of_power]

So I constructed a poem for english..class...hope u like.

Ok so its not a poem. but a something.

I, a stranger and afraid
Behaving as the wind behaves
In a world I never made

In the room the women come and go
No one stands round to stare
But no, they will not’ they must still
Let them mind their own affairs

Sightless, useless
Shape without form, shade without colour
One crossing with hurried head
He showed not the least surprise

In a minute there is time
Now theres nothing. I’m dead and I want to die
I, a stranger and afraid
Behaving as the wind behaves