رقة القلب
04-05-2009, 02:12 PM
This is the poem which i presented in my school party
" by heart "
:):)
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Help Stop The Violence
It was anormal summer night
Or at least thats how it began
When a shot broke out during a fight
And lying dead was one man
Little did the murderer know
What he had caused people to go through
Or of the places that he would go
And that there were other people he hurt too
The mom was watching a t.v show
When the phone rang that night
When the officer told her what she needed to know
Of that fatal fight
She started to scream and she started to cry
And asked the lord why her son had to die
How was she to go on without her son
She could only visit his grave and that isnt fun
Five years down the road the mom is still in grief
There seems to be nothing that gives her some relief
Every night she cries herself to sleep
The wound that the crime caused was real deep
She quit going to work and then lost her job
Because of the effects when one man decided to rob
The violence needs to stop but we dont know where to begin
The will to change and help has to come from within
Until we stop and take a look at the pain we are causing
People will continue to get hurt and it just keeps evolving
The best way to help is not to hurt a single person
So the world gets better and doesnt worsen
At last i pray ," Dear God , Blees those who are left behind
And let them keep this in mind
We can not change what happened that sad day
But maybe we can stop the sorrows of tomorrow
******
BeSt WiShEs
:36_1_39:
" by heart "
:):)
******
Help Stop The Violence
It was anormal summer night
Or at least thats how it began
When a shot broke out during a fight
And lying dead was one man
Little did the murderer know
What he had caused people to go through
Or of the places that he would go
And that there were other people he hurt too
The mom was watching a t.v show
When the phone rang that night
When the officer told her what she needed to know
Of that fatal fight
She started to scream and she started to cry
And asked the lord why her son had to die
How was she to go on without her son
She could only visit his grave and that isnt fun
Five years down the road the mom is still in grief
There seems to be nothing that gives her some relief
Every night she cries herself to sleep
The wound that the crime caused was real deep
She quit going to work and then lost her job
Because of the effects when one man decided to rob
The violence needs to stop but we dont know where to begin
The will to change and help has to come from within
Until we stop and take a look at the pain we are causing
People will continue to get hurt and it just keeps evolving
The best way to help is not to hurt a single person
So the world gets better and doesnt worsen
At last i pray ," Dear God , Blees those who are left behind
And let them keep this in mind
We can not change what happened that sad day
But maybe we can stop the sorrows of tomorrow
******
BeSt WiShEs
:36_1_39: