The Good Die YoungA Poem by Curiosity and Black AngelThe Good Die Young is an attack on some very important topics. Child abuse, murder, self-pity, stereotypes.
The Good Die Young
Anthony fell over, slumped in a garbage can in the cold of the valley night. Cast away by society, envied by the same society. Stumbled upon by a drunken man whose clothes reeked of foul odor and breathing of old rum. Jamie lay still in her corner, feeling remorse for herself and pitifully draining her pain as she cries away. She flinches each time she relives her father’s strong hands crossing her beaten face. Aaron stumbled while trying to jump from a ten foot tall fence that had been rusted over the years. White beaters were on his tail with black beaters waving. Jennifer and Jessica, two blond hair, trailer trash teenagers traveled to a high school in Orange County. Struggling with acceptance. being fed into a continuous stereotype of beach blond beauty. And I... sat perched on my cloud of emotions, the dark cloud... guilty of passing away December 31, 2004. I rose once again, but new and improved. I died young, suppressed as I lay in an old pickle jar like a captured ladybug.
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Added on March 5, 2009AuthorCuriosity and Black AngelLong Beach, CAAboutMy name is Charles and I began writing when I was nine years old. Oh, yes! It all began with mystery stories inspired by the Sherlock Holmes tales. Now I specialize in romance fiction. I have two publ.. more..Writing
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