Monday, November 2, 2009
Questions of the Confused
What does mean to have friends?
Stressed out, coming out of your bad home.
Thinking that everyone is your enemy
Parents don’t want anything to do with you.
Is that truth?
Is that is what is taught to kids and teen alike?
It shouldn’t be like this, but there is a way.
One man’s dream is more than I can say.
Living and never giving up the will to go on.
Darkness keeps us down, but we still have the dawn.
Those with no voice rise up and open up your mouths.
Break down the ignorant with a loud shout.
Instead of good things, you hear a horde of slurs.
Conflict arise, reason through words.
Carry not a heavy heart.
Try to grasp it and it breaks apart.
It’s worth it to accept those who love and care.
Keep hope alive and no more despair.
The enemy comes with their weapons.
I have only one, my faith leading me in the right direction.
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