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81846, Imperfect
Posted by StevenMatthewLogas, Sat Sep-12-09 03:27 PM
I'm imperfect.
The crooked smile
On the face of a child,
That is oblivious
To the evils of the world.
The scratch on the record
That repeats the words,
"Every little thing is gonna be alright."
As you sit and consider leaving it all behind.
The "cute" sense of hesitation
In the actions of a young man
Losing two steps for every one,
Knocked off balance
By the push of rejection.
The gunshots of assault rifles
Ending soldiers' exhaustion,
The American flags lying on their caskets
Representing the illusion of freedom
That they fought for.
The forgotten people
Told by their friends and family
They would always be remembered,
An example that everyone leaves as they came
All alone with absolutely nothing to their name,
A reminder that it's all irrelevant.
The writer telling of the beauty
Found in something ugly,
Hoping flaws will come back in style,
Ignoring the fact that there are none
In fear of what he'll do
When no longer worried
By what others think.
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81874, RE: Imperfect
Posted by HueyNewton, Tue Sep-15-09 04:33 PM
there really is perfection IN imperfection just asK moses . . {}
da brooklyn brotherhood!
-xxx
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81889, WOW
Posted by Decstar, Wed Sep-16-09 07:30 PM
that is one hell of a first post. definitely glad to welcome you and this beautiful poem. this was great to read, man.
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81912, RE: Imperfect
Posted by PhotoSynthesis, Fri Sep-18-09 12:51 AM
(((Welcome To The OKP Circus))) -- :9
You make words jump thru hoops and swing on poetic trapeezes quite nicely.
You'll fit right in.
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81971, I liked this
Posted by mindful, Mon Sep-21-09 06:12 PM
very thorough for a first post here... Seriously...
favorite lines and ones that I thought were the most powerful are:
The forgotten people
Told by their friends and family
They would always be remembered,
An example that everyone leaves as they came
All alone with absolutely nothing to their name,
A reminder that it's all irrelevant.
The writer telling of the beauty
Found in something ugly,
Hoping flaws will come back in style,
Ignoring the fact that there are none
In fear of what he'll do
When no longer worried
By what others think.
*nods* Peace~
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