They call these days /
Holidays /
Makes no sense /
These sad events /
A day of great sorrow /
Yet we never learn each tomorrow /
It is a world wide day /
I miss you , i miss you , everyday /
innocent people die in this great mess /
Oh God , Oh God what is this test /
Anarchy is now, world wide at best /
While so called leaders sit behind desks /
To all of you who have died ,murdered i say /
Matters not the way /
We miss you from ghetto streets ,from sea to sea /
I celebrate nothing , but shed a tear for you this day /
See you soon
love
jimmy
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About Me
- Jimmy J.
- Poetry, what is it? A poet what is that? I doubt its me ! To me poetry is a word description of life. No matter a good or bad life only the truth of life. A poet can only truly describe a life he lives or has lived. One can not write about drug addiction, gangs, violence, and despair if he or she has not dwelled there. I write things I feel because I have been there, done that and know what many people feel because I feel it. What effects the young today effected the old yesterday. Nothing really has changed when it comes to poverty. I write about black and white issues because I feel neither black nor white, because I refuse to wear color of skin. I write about the young because I never grew up. I write about the old because the years added up.
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