You ever been near someone and feel their love for HUMANITY & KINDNESS
See that's what a good person has--
love for all
WHY DONT WE
All the men and woman dying for us to love and give peace
See the school's TRY to HELP
The least we can do is PARTICIPATE
See last year all I heard in all my class especially in P.E
We gonna SMOKE out TODAY
WHAT THE HELL
We are 13
What is wrong with YOU
See I see no bad people
I see GOOD people who made REALLY BAD CHOICE'S
Can't hold that against them
All we can do is help
THE POEMS WILL EXPLAIN READ I hope you like them Comment Give me your feedback Harsh criticism I will take it Criticism helps me become a better poet
About Me
- sam
- YOU DONT NEED TO KNOW HAHA all you need to know is I write poetry
21 October, 2010
The Words WE Say To The Innocent
The word is cruelty
To the kids that do no wrong to US
Yet we find a way to make there lives HELL
To see those eyes filled with PAIN
See we have no idea what theree life maybe
It could be hell or it could be NICE
No matter
The way they dress, there hair, and on SMALL things as NAME
See that is NON-SENSE
So please don't do this
Im bringing it back
What did your kindergarden teacher say when you we mean to someone
Treat them like you want to be treated
SIMPLE AS THAT
SEE the world would be fine if none of this was around
Ey but it not HEAVEN
I just have to wait
Thanks
To the kids that do no wrong to US
Yet we find a way to make there lives HELL
To see those eyes filled with PAIN
See we have no idea what theree life maybe
It could be hell or it could be NICE
No matter
The way they dress, there hair, and on SMALL things as NAME
See that is NON-SENSE
So please don't do this
Im bringing it back
What did your kindergarden teacher say when you we mean to someone
Treat them like you want to be treated
SIMPLE AS THAT
SEE the world would be fine if none of this was around
Ey but it not HEAVEN
I just have to wait
Thanks
19 October, 2010
Dreams After Death - Deticated to you Uncle Joe up in HEAVEN
You ever see a sunset calm yet so bright
You know how when you see someone die pain and sorrow fills your mind
But then you think
Wait don't cry smile for their pain is OVER
You know what it feels like to accomplish a feat
The size big or small
Your proud
See I'm not the best at everything
Yet I don't skate by on life
I push myself to live better, see better, try harder, and ULTIMATELY
Reach the stars in the heavens of the earth
See in your life there will ALWAYS be NAY sayers
But see IT'S our JOB TO NEVER QUIT
SEE we as humans have the right to LIFE,LIBERTY AND THE PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS
So never stop till YOU YOURSELF REACHES THAT "SO-CALLED" UNREACHABLE STAR
Live the life GOD gave you
NEVER TWIDDLE IT AWAY
GOD BLESS
MY FEW READERS
You know how when you see someone die pain and sorrow fills your mind
But then you think
Wait don't cry smile for their pain is OVER
You know what it feels like to accomplish a feat
The size big or small
Your proud
See I'm not the best at everything
Yet I don't skate by on life
I push myself to live better, see better, try harder, and ULTIMATELY
Reach the stars in the heavens of the earth
See in your life there will ALWAYS be NAY sayers
But see IT'S our JOB TO NEVER QUIT
SEE we as humans have the right to LIFE,LIBERTY AND THE PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS
So never stop till YOU YOURSELF REACHES THAT "SO-CALLED" UNREACHABLE STAR
Live the life GOD gave you
NEVER TWIDDLE IT AWAY
GOD BLESS
MY FEW READERS
Normal
When my Uncle Joe was about to die
I asked him if there was anything he wanted to do or be
He said in a very frail voice " I want to be NORMAL"
See those simple 4 words REALLY PUT AN IMPRINT ON MY MIND
See my Uncle went through pain
A PAIN SO UNBEARABLE
When he said those words
I HAD TO CRY
To feel normal is longed by the sickly
Yet takin for granted by the healthy
So the point o this poem is
SAVOR EVERY SECOND OF LIFE
I asked him if there was anything he wanted to do or be
He said in a very frail voice " I want to be NORMAL"
See those simple 4 words REALLY PUT AN IMPRINT ON MY MIND
See my Uncle went through pain
A PAIN SO UNBEARABLE
When he said those words
I HAD TO CRY
To feel normal is longed by the sickly
Yet takin for granted by the healthy
So the point o this poem is
SAVOR EVERY SECOND OF LIFE
14 October, 2010
WHY i write
I write to give hope
I write to SPEAK UP
When I write I am ENPOWERED
WHEN you have a pain or trouble
Please dont be afraid
WRITE or comment me
I will not JUDGE YOU
OR QUESTION YOU
I am simply here to let you vent
No matter what the TOUGHEST man WILL TEAR UP
HIS day will come
Some sooner than others
No ALCOHOL nor DRUG can ease that pain
That emotion will be in a corner
Sighing
I write to SPEAK UP
When I write I am ENPOWERED
WHEN you have a pain or trouble
Please dont be afraid
WRITE or comment me
I will not JUDGE YOU
OR QUESTION YOU
I am simply here to let you vent
No matter what the TOUGHEST man WILL TEAR UP
HIS day will come
Some sooner than others
No ALCOHOL nor DRUG can ease that pain
That emotion will be in a corner
Sighing
southern cali and SWEETNESS
OK my teacher Mr.Vega threw me a couple of things to write about
Here we go
In Cali
Sweet days and times
VERY BEAUTIFUL LADIES
Very good times
But when you dig deeper you see the world of CALI
There is Gangs and Crews
Gangs and Crews I Represent 3 Crews
Family Baseball and School
Not none of this nonsense of gang SHOOTINGS
I saw some stufff on the NEWS about it
A INNOCENT little boy 3 yearsold SHOT killed instantly
Guess GOD had plans for that CHILD
What FOOL will enter a gang
Surly not me
Here we go
In Cali
Sweet days and times
VERY BEAUTIFUL LADIES
Very good times
But when you dig deeper you see the world of CALI
There is Gangs and Crews
Gangs and Crews I Represent 3 Crews
Family Baseball and School
Not none of this nonsense of gang SHOOTINGS
I saw some stufff on the NEWS about it
A INNOCENT little boy 3 yearsold SHOT killed instantly
Guess GOD had plans for that CHILD
What FOOL will enter a gang
Surly not me
01 October, 2010
Life of a TEACHER Student EDITION
A life of a teacher should be sweet like an APPLE in the morning
BUT should'nt be SOUR like a WARHEAD
At the end of the day
It should be fun like a SWIRLY SLIDE
Never UNFUN like a TRASH CAN POOL
Never stink like a horse POOP
IT SHOULD BE FUN AS A TEACHER
BUT should'nt be SOUR like a WARHEAD
At the end of the day
It should be fun like a SWIRLY SLIDE
Never UNFUN like a TRASH CAN POOL
Never stink like a horse POOP
IT SHOULD BE FUN AS A TEACHER
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