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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I I live in a society, That does not know me. I live in a community, That does not owe me. I feel a stranger, In my renowned hometown. And act a savage, In my parent's town. Who knows me??? Than my very self? Who feeds me?? Than my blood nest? When they lift core up, I ignorantly pull it down. When they smile to fill the cup. I expose their veiled frown. They tell me: 'Go to hell', Yea,they told me with their action spell. I'm a snail without a backbone, I'm a roaring lion without teeths. They grant me out like a loan, And care not how by them i'm treat. ************************** II ************************* Oh what a savage in his homeland? Oh a gabbage in the bowland. Who cares about my personality?, Than those who adore my intuity. They are my pride, Yea,indeed my father,mother and brothers. ************************** III ************************* But this my vow, That them all will to me bow: They that regard me not, But that crack me as a nut. I'm going out of my land, To places where i'll be given a stand. Let me a hence there to be a Lord, Enough of my savaging here: i'm bored. ************************ IV ************************* Let others that empathize, Fall into with me same tresspass. Let us in unity, Tell the fruit of disunity. To hence to the dungeon of foolishness, And bid us to bail them after their relentlessness. Oh mother!,behold your child. Child!,behold your mother. The heir is from you taken farther, And will come not again till you all are mild. C.2017
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