Global plague

by Black Heart Still Beating   Oct 23, 2009


(this is an acrostic poem. English Language Arts)
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Every thing starts.
nothing harmful dies
glory for all alive
life for those who kill
is it fair?
suicide is for the weak
humanity is for the loved

Love falls flat on the floor
animals kill,
no one says their wrong to.
glory to those who die in a fight.
usually life ends hard
and yet everyone lives on like a
global plague
every thing ends

And yet
red
tears fall telling our
story still.

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  • 13 years ago

    by Brittany C

    I like it. It spoke some truths. Liked the format and it was nicely worded. The flow was smooth through out.

    gave it a 5/5

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