Brandy Megens Poet I do not know?

Help Our People

D R E A M S  
         C A N      C O M E      T R U E 

ALL OUR ANSESTORS HAD A DREAM A VISION THAT WE WOULD SEE THERE PAST
                                     NOW WE BRING TO LIFE THERE STORY

THE WAY THE WORLD HAS CHANGED AND EVOLVED IS YET TO BE SEEN

         TODAY IS FORGOTTEN
         TOMORROW IS UNKNOWN
         YESTURDAY BECOMES A MEMORY

                               THEY SAY LIVE FREE OR DIE 
BUT WE ARE CONSTANTLY REMINDED WHY

                   PRISONS OVERRULED
 SCHOOLS UNDERSUPERVISED
     POLICE CORRUPTED
           HOSPITALS UNDERSTAFFED
CEMETERYS EMPTY...THAT MEANS THERE IS TOO MUCH ANTICIPATION ON UPCOMING 
DEATHS TOO MUCH SENSELESS CRIMES AND MURDERS


TEENAGE PREGNANCY      DRIVE-BY SHOOTINGS     RAPES     ARSON

                      IS THIS HOW ITS SUSPOSED TO BE
                                BRUTALITY AND DEMOCRACY EQUALING ONE
         WHAT ARE WE FIGHTING FOR TO SAVE THEM OVER THERE WHEN OUR OWN PWOPLE 
ARE HOMELESS AND HUNGRY      WE ARE THE PAST NO LONGER THE FUTURE
                                  WHAT DO OUR KIDS HAVE TO LOOK FORWARD TO
                                              T  h  I   n   K

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May 27, 2009 at 4:42 PM Thought provoking piece. Despite all the bad in this world, I see hope in young volunteers helping hurricane stricken areas and inner city kids. With faith and courage, we can change the face of the world one person and one day at a time. Best wishes with your writing. Karen

Jessica K May 25, 2009 at 8:00 AM Sadly true, but very beautiful brandy.....another great poem! -Jessica

Colin Mitchell Williams May 24, 2009 at 7:48 AM Hi Brandy... reading your poems... and they are the outcries of a caring and beautiful heart.. ( this one in particular ) ... in the end there is only one life you can be responsible for and that is your own... only one life you can truly love, before you love another's life... your own.. the world is a strange and confusing place.. seemingly devoid of love sometimes..but never forget.. your love and your heart make this place a better place... :)

Raul Moreno May 24, 2009 at 7:47 AM A nice poem portraying a horrible reality, excellent work, I left you some soup mail...Raul

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen May 23, 2009 at 9:23 PM Brandy, the world has so many ills. Peace and growth come one step at a time as individuals think and learn to love the differences in others. Very nice thoughts have been conveyed with your poem. Keep writing. Lovingly, Dane Ann

Sebastian Aaron Baez May 23, 2009 at 7:18 PM Yes Brandy when will we, as individuals start to think, there is no me without we....