Your Own Special SparkA Poem by oli the outcastso I watched dead poet society. and just. so many tears
In school we are taught
that inside us we all have a special spark, a glow, a small light. but, then we are taught that we must control our originality. we are told a spark is okay, as long as it does not start a fire. colour is okay as long as it does not stray away from the grey hues you've been forced into. you have a flower inside you but if you're a girl and yours isnt pink or a boy who's isn't blue then you are taught there is something wrong. this poem is confined even, because as this ink that flows from my pen may stain paper, I cannot write off the page, for ink will not stain the air, and lay in wait to be read. even the most beautiful art is still confined to its frame, as the canvas will not take shape of the art to erase blank spots left behind. nor will the art ever leave, explode from it's wooden cage. © 2013 oli the outcastReviews
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Added on August 28, 2013Last Updated on August 28, 2013 Tags: oppression, originality, personal, being yourself, self discover Authoroli the outcastCanadaAboutI like writing. from hours of work, to a second of inspiration, a spark that starts a forest fire, or only lights a single candle. I like to write, and I hope you like what I write. more..Writing
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