Sister CompanionsA Poem by SteffiOld. I used this in an audition for Arts High School last year.
Sister Companions
Pencil and paper My writing silences the crowd My words shake the foundations that the simple minded hold dear A world so passioned and spirited about nothing yet everything When the humans howl like beasts, and the beasts walk like man A mixed up world of society’s mishaps and mistakes dressed up like dolls to paint a picture When my words are spoken to the silent crowd a tear spills from a woman’s eye A tear for loss, a tear for gain, and a tear for how the world has fallen It moves me, and causes me to ponder Are my words too much, or to little Does my passion and soul just travel through their ears and drone in their brain like a life stealing cancer? And soon I find myself crying Unable to utter another word The crowd shouts and boo’s but my eyes are unmoving Focused on the site before me We stand, companions, in this monotonous hell together Sisters with our tears
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Added on March 7, 2008Last Updated on March 23, 2008 AuthorSteffiNowhere, NJAbout♥ I'm generally a normal teenage girl. Well I like to tell myself that im normal sometimes. Normalcy is overrated. Im a writer, I cant tell you if im good. Im really not gonna waste your t.. more..Writing
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