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One More Glance

Everyday I wake up and I go to work Criticism isn't given to child drug dealers They understand that everyone needs a way to live I walk through the slums of Brazil working day and night I help pay for my siblings so they may eat But once a week, I find my reason to continue on I go out and play soccer with my friends Just so I can hear the muse Of the crowd cheering from the stadium No wall can block those lights in the sky This inspires me to go on to the next week every time And finally after years, I bought tickets to the game Brazil scored a game winning goal in the final minute And in that moment, I could see the fireworks again The fireworks that had inspired and illuded me for years And I sat down and I cried of joy To see those fireworks one last time As I knew that I wouldn't live to see them again

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 3/25/2015 2:30:00 PM
Very good Alex.....cheers Tim
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Date: 3/25/2015 12:38:00 AM
Good work, it's like in the daily activity, you find joy. That 7 from me, keep up great work
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Alex Smith
Date: 3/25/2015 12:48:00 AM
Thanks. Its one of my first poems. You've inspired me to make more!

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