We AreA Poem by J.e.s.s.i.c.aWe are the voices in the background The footsteps on the floor. The people all around you You do your best to ignore. We are the broken of this generation. We are the wounded. We are the forgotten of this generation. We are the unheard. We are the homeless and the hungry The beaten and abused. Reaching out for love now, Why do you refuse? If we’re just a crowd of outcasts Where can we belong? If we never put up a fight Then how can we be wrong? If we sit in stifled silence, How much noise can there be? If no one ever listens, Well then nobody will see that: We are the broken of this generation. We are the wounded. We are the forgotten of this generation. We are the unheard. We are standing up for this generation. Together we will rise. We will not forget this generation. We will be heard. © 2011 J.e.s.s.i.c.aReviews
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14 Reviews Added on January 27, 2011 Last Updated on January 27, 2011 AuthorJ.e.s.s.i.c.aWetaskiwin, CanadaAboutHey, I love to write and I just want some feedback :) more..Writing
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