Teachers, Professors, ProfessionalsA Poem by ChloeEyes reach the brim of the window morning seeps through the darkened sky I start the timer "Sun, awake it is time for you to arise! It is now time for you to awaken my life!"
They said the sun would, all the teachers, professors, professionals they all said so "awaken from your darkness! watch the light illuminate your heart!"
The sun finally breaks from the surface of the tip-top hill rises higher! rises higher! to the sky! to the sky! so bright it was so bright it hurt so!
Stinging! stinging! burning! burning! the back of my eyes ignite on your light, sun!
No, no! tell all of the teachers, professors, professionals tell them that they are incorrect ask them if they had lied to my heart; the heart that desired this light within its boundaries the light, the light brings no such joy no joy at all! it only blinds me, blinds me more!
Is that what you wanted, teachers, professors, professionals? you wished of me to blind myself more? you wished that you can forever program your unjustified customs into my heart? you lied! you lied! you lied! I have caught you in the act!
So now your wish of my blinded eyes has been granted but I will no longer grant anymore wishes, for you have deceived me of what you lied of; speaking of my benefits. © 2008 ChloeReviews
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4 Reviews Added on March 2, 2008 AuthorChloeSeattle, WAAboutI am a 16-year-old young writer and I live in Seattle, Washington. I began writing when I was about nine. Then, I began to play some guitar and I realized that I had talent for music also. So poetry a.. more..Writing
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