Posted by cybertron_549672 on Monday September 25, @06:14PM
This was my first, and I did'nt even intend to write a poem. I put pen to paper, and this came out.
What's the use. Truth is hidden, black prevails, Light lies dusty, torn, in refuse As we fight to stay alive , Eat each other and say we survive How can we proclaim we rule , When all we do is take, never give How can anyone matter in this mass As a drop in the ocean makes a tide Convinced we're worth it, woes aside Hold our heads up high, afraid to confess Boys are men and men are mice And when honesty is a lie, What's the use ? What's to live for, .............. and what for to die ?
What stayed with you?
A line that lingered, a feeling, a disagreement. Great comments are as valuable as the original piece.