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A Poem by Brad
"

becoming what we fight to ignore...

"
we all
become
what we loathe
abuser, user
two time loser
become our
mom
or our dad
use our fists 
when we're mad
how many
make that change
to rearrange
what we know
as strange
who cares
don't stare
or try to compare
we are
what we are
no loops
or hoops
we're all rotten fruit
in a bowl
not whole
in a still life painting
that no one
appreciates...

© 2010 Brad


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great truthful message. you're never scared to write the truth. is probably why you write so well. the words felt nice and round in my mouth. the rhymes worked very well. short, sharp and round all at once. and another brilliant ending

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

some~ not all~ some have a reverse mantra~ though many do fall to being a victimizing victim~
potent write here~ like a fist to the gut~

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

what you say is certainly true (it's a cultural disease and nightmare), but not the whole story; however, to see and say that much is half the distance to Zeno's house

Posted 14 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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