Born to turn sourA Story by Ama May Cooper
We are born with such beautiful innocence that noone ever expects us to end up anything but, but lets be honest here, what was going to happen when you put a small scared confused child into such a cold and corrupt world. Are you aware that the very air we breathe is intoxicated by a world more concerned with flashy cars than its own survival. There is nothing fair or just to base our values on, only the warped views of the government, that if we acted like would have us put away in a cold cell. Well that or the fachist views of the masses. We were bound to get lost, to get corrupt, to loose all sense of kindness for personal gain. Wait no, it's not even that is it? Its for survival. How else would we even manage if we were honestly as timid, as gentle , as newborns. The knowledge we gain throughout our lives leads us to be this way. You can't blame us for the world you created. You gave us the tools and the weapons and expected us to grow up peaceful. What did you think would become of us after you fed us on your conceited lies? Cast us aside with faulty and misdirected views. You created the world before you and every human that walks its tarnished surface. Crafting a world of perfect plastic, a pitiful empty shell of a world crushed of its very soul. Our leaders just as immoral as those they swore to protect us from. This aloof ignorance to your own short comings, cursing generation after generation for behavior and morals you bestowed upon them. We were expected to be saints brought up by demons, festering maggots birthed by bloodthirsty flies. Of course where a rotten bunch, we grew up on this cesspit of rotten ideals.
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Added on March 11, 2013Last Updated on March 11, 2013 AuthorAma May CooperLondon, south west, United KingdomAboutName: Ama may cooper Current age(when joined):16 Sex: female Age now: 27 I am merely a being, treading softly on these foreign lands. I am no great individual, no wise king or beautiful temptres.. more..Writing
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