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Wash the crimson away--
The red that paints this city.
Take my slumber away--
The horrors in every dream.
I'm falling on my knees,
Begging you--
Please,
Please,
Please,
Spare one last night for me.
This Afghan poverty
Makes me plead--
Please,
Please,
Please,
Death stop shadowing me.
Chase these ravens away--
Hunger that hunts so many.
See children waste away--
This plague we call poverty.
The red that paints this city.
Take my slumber away--
The horrors in every dream.
I'm falling on my knees,
Begging you--
Please,
Please,
Please,
Spare one last night for me.
This Afghan poverty
Makes me plead--
Please,
Please,
Please,
Death stop shadowing me.
Chase these ravens away--
Hunger that hunts so many.
See children waste away--
This plague we call poverty.
Literature
Back and Forth
It's all the same every day
You always have a lot to say
First you're angry, screaming loud
Then you're acting as if you're proud
First you say I screwed things up
Then you're giving me a free soda cup
You tell me I do nothing when I really tried
You ignore that you're killing me inside
Then you laugh and share the fun
As if a new day has begun
But it's not ok
It doesn't go away
You still make me feel like utter shit
Then a second later, forget about it
I do so much to please you
But all of my plans just fall through
You claim you show all the signs
You ignore everything the same of mine
When I wanna die you call me a liar
Literature
Now That You're Not Near
I've never felt the cold
More than I do now
Cold was my friend
It comforted me
Or maybe that was just you
Shielding me from its bitter bite
I've never feared the dark
More than I do now
Darkness was chaos
But I reveled in its mystery
Or maybe that was you
Leading the way to the light
I've never hated the sun
As much as I do now
The sun is warmth
Something I have no need for
Now that you're gone
I no longer wish to see the light of day
I never cared for the future
As much as I should have
I had been happy as we were
You were always by my side
But now that you're not here
Our future will never come
Suddenly I realize I've always felt th
Literature
Tell me how
Tell me how
you can cause me
to turn red at a single phrase
Tell me how
you can cause me
to even forget my name.
Tell me how
you can cause me
to trip over my words
Tell me how
you can cause my
heart to be stirred.
Tell me how.
Because m'dear
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Every 11 seconds, a child dies of poverty. The war in Afghanistan has left so many people homeless and dying. Statistics show the average age in Afghanistan is 17, while in America, the average is 44. 1 in 5 kids here dies before the age of 5. It's so sad.
I attempted to write a structured poem based on a child in poverty. This is the most worked-on poem I've done yet. Hopefully it shines through and gives a smidgen of an idea to those that have no idea what's going on across the world.
Also--I promised that the next literary writing I put out there would go out to because I noticed how loyal she was to my work. Commenting, favoriting, everything. Thanks for the support!
I attempted to write a structured poem based on a child in poverty. This is the most worked-on poem I've done yet. Hopefully it shines through and gives a smidgen of an idea to those that have no idea what's going on across the world.
Also--I promised that the next literary writing I put out there would go out to because I noticed how loyal she was to my work. Commenting, favoriting, everything. Thanks for the support!
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The originality of the issue which this work speaks of means little compared to the creative effort and technique put into it. However the fact still remains that the issue is spoken of often.
I think, though the technique could be improved, it is a remarkable work. The vision and passionate thought put into this piece of literary work is superb.
The work speaks to me of the pain and suffering being experienced around the world in less fortunate places. It speaks of death and chaos.
I wish to give my honest congratulations to the author, and my honest opinion of the work.