OutcastA Poem by SmittyJasThe special needs Children of the WorldOutcast To be an outcast in the neighborhood Or to be misunderstood Right from Girl or Boyhood Could make life uneasy for the outcast They make their own way throughout life They struggle to make friends They are not popular in the neighborhood When It come to dating they have a pledge They are crippled in so many ways It's no a blast to be an outcast In the old neighborhood You're on the lines of misunderstood Its like you have a deformity something everybody sees You must have four eyes to see Kids with prefect sight make fun of thee Outcast Misfits and special needs children Don't look upon them and frown They are human and have feeling too They are just like me or you God blessed them to make a difference in life To be guiding light of love in our lonely sights to see God's precious children amounts us. © 2015 SmittyJasReviews
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1 Review Added on February 20, 2015 Last Updated on February 20, 2015 Tags: God Blessed Them AuthorSmittyJasPittsburgh, PAAboutHi My name is Jim been writing poetry for nine years started on AOL with a few new friends on a tuesday night poetry night. We would meet and post poetry and learn from each other and I learned a lot .. more..Writing
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