Beyond the SurfaceA Poem by Miles W.A poem I thought up during band camp this past week talking about the rivalry between Bowling Green and Toledo, and any other school rivalries out there. And maybe even problems around the world.
When facing the direction of a certain school,
people will hiss and even boo. All for the sake of a game, that in the end is just the same. Every year, warriors rise and fall, for simply the fun and joy of it all. Sports is a place of strength and power. No place for weak men to cower. But what if we put our differences aside, and looked at the world together in stride? When I look in that direction of the sky, do you know what I find? I see many a green leaf on many a tree, and farmland as far as the eye can see. I see the same blue bright sky, that fills with stars every bright night. I see a wonderful and beautiful town, who can stand up and get loud. But who is to say that it is only reserved there? Any place is like this without worry or care. Sure, each town has their differences and plights, but in the end, we all have the power of sight. When not blinded by battlefields of warships, we can all sit together at the table of fellowship.
© 2014 Miles W.Author's Note
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StatsAuthorMiles W.Columbus, OHAboutI am a recent graduate with a degree in Film Production. My dream is to become a film director, creating my own stories. I love writing stories and fan fiction. Please check it out, share and revie.. more..Writing
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