COMPETITIONA Poem by volgankaCompetition always confused, it seemed to be most important...
Isn’t unusual thought
A child is curious, excited Confused n feel lost Entering school for the first time 1st September, the 1st class Children everywhere New colorful dresses Strange unknown feeling High energy repressed First class- desks, pens Notebooks n school bags Sitting quiet, hearing teacher Understanding nothing Much later began competitions In sports, games n studies Dividing Winners n Loosers To win is joyful, yet a surprise To Loose, hurts n bring tears Competition, a sharp tool Cuts either way, Brings in anger, jealousy n hatred Separates one from another Child carries from school to life The same spirit of completion Strengthening negative qualities Obsessed, seeking material wealth Motivation ultimate goal of competition Bringing forward and upward actions Making one stronger and superior Living in peace and harmony [center][color=darkred] © 2008 volganka |
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Added on April 30, 2008 Last Updated on May 5, 2008 AuthorvolgankaRussiaAboutI m usual woman of 46 years old - live in russia, interesting in life...enjoy wise thoughts, made some videos- you can look them on you tube more..Writing
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