My future

by ~**Sweetpea**~   Jul 5, 2005


Poor children with AIDS
are suffering and coming unmade.
I hear a cry from a sickened one
I go to that child and give her fun.
Another one screams with joy
as somebody hands her a toy.

I want to work with hurting ones
so they know they have someone to play with in the sun.
I feel these kids needs
and reply with good deeds.
This is where i want to be,
It's where i can be me

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  • 18 years ago

    by Miss Ashley

    Wow,
    This was really deep, i really liked it, you have so much talent..and at such a young age, keep it up
    Ashley

  • 18 years ago

    by Reflection | noitcelfeR

    BELLA!!! i love it!! thats my cousin, y'all!!! rockin, i really liked this one!! good rhyme scheme!! keep it up.

  • 18 years ago

    by Reflection | noitcelfeR

    oh wow, i didnt know you to write so profoundly. this one i like. thanks for writing again!!! cause no one else is!!! grr.... but anyways, just a question, why was i remember when posted as a slang poem?

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