Can You Grasp Us ?

Can You Grasp Us ?

A Poem by Rachel
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I have sort of developed a deeper meaning into this, it may be to hard to understand, but I understand it.

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Though it's hard for them to grasp us, we must show them that we are good. We are strong. It is hard to believe that they were us.  We are grateful. Though they may think that we are not, we are. We are fun. Our many pleasures spread towards them and although they may be mad, they are happy. We are trustful. Some are good and some are bad, but we are all good at the beginning. We are safe. We have eachother, and they need to trust us. We are mature. Going through it, can be hard, for them. But we are somehow oblivious to the pain we cause. We are mean. Our nature is unstoppable, you will be us.

© 2009 Rachel


Author's Note

Rachel
Please try to find out the hidden meaning. Do you like it or is it too complicated?

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It made me think of the journey from childhood into adulthood, and how some adults can get lost in their own minds and forget how honest, and real, and innocent it is to be a child. It made me think of little ones who are pure at heart, and getting those hearts and souls warped by every day livings and teachings. It was very clear to me. Very good, again!

Posted 15 Years Ago


I like this. To me it's philosophical and dichotomous in its meaning. I think you have a great talent. CONTINUE USING IT!


Posted 15 Years Ago


Though I can't seem to find the hidden meaning I like it. My favorie line would be "Some are good and some are bad, but we are all good at the beginning." That's so true, awesome job, again. :)

Posted 15 Years Ago



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Added on August 12, 2009

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