Lesson LearnedA Poem by 1 DeepI pray intensely to the Lord ‘cause I may see him soon. Our lives are like flowers that wither the moment they bloom. I saw my mother on the news and my cousin too. Sometimes I sit and wonder what the world is coming to. I've never felt a womans love but I have touched a corpse. A black male labeled a thug, they lock us up for sport. I wonder how long I'll remain free and stay alive- Sometimes I walk straight up to death and stare deep in his eyes. And ask him why he has it out for me and those I love- He reached down in the ground and picked up a hand full of mud. And said "from dust you came so to the dust you must return" I said "I know, that's one of life's hardest lessons I've learned". Caleb Turner 2014 © 2014 1 DeepAuthor's Note
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Added on May 29, 2014Last Updated on June 7, 2014 Author1 DeepAboutI'm a 24 year old male living in the Washington, DC area. I consider myself to be an amatuer poet and I wouldn't mind networking with other poets. I try to give honest reviews, which means I try to gi.. more..Writing
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