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Cold; My New Poem
Topic Started: Jul 12 2007, 07:40 PM (36 Views)
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Cold

Pushing and shoving and carrying on
These are the ways of the world
He’s surrounded by many
They mean little, if any
He sits in the corner, curled.

Passing faces may give him a glance
But isn’t that always the way?
They walk by so fast
Just walk on right past
Without even so much as a “Hey.”

Too busy? Too tired? It’s too little, too late.
His mind is right out of joint
He’ll make them care
And give more then a stare
With cold steel and fire; at gunpoint

Now he has a purpose, he has a vision
That he wants them all to see
He’ll gather their smiles
For miles and miles
And then he will make this decree

You all have seen me before today
But there’s no way you know who I am
You walk by so fast
Just walk on right past
Now I’m going out with a bang

He gathers his rage, his passion, his tears
And lets go with one lonely shot
If only they’d talked
Instead of just walked
He should’ve had more than he got

With thousands of people watching that day
And thousands more told on the phone
That surrounded by children
Women and men
He was still so alone
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pity is so many people can relate to this
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