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Lashonda Eagels Poem
Life always seems to end up in ways we never expect,
The one you once loved looking at you as if you are a spec,
And all of a sudden the one who took your love away,
Inpregnates your co-worker at your job,
Would you consider this life?
Mixed emotions,
Hurt feelings,
Wondering thoughts,
Your body going into override,
No these are lessons from life,
Which helped you grow,
I would not let this hurt me anymore,
I will grow,
From this experience,
As well as many to come,
This shall be my stepping stone,
For when I lay under one,
Everyone shall say know that's a life well lived,
But then again who are we to catergorize a life well lived,
Isn't this up to our lord,
Or have we once again stole,
A decision needed to be made,
From up above,
That we now use to hurt or critisize one another,
Now go ahead and get saved,
Because no one has the right to make someone feel that way,
This is life,
Ending in a whirl of confusion.
Copyright © Lashonda Eagels | Year Posted 2007
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Lashonda Eagels Poem
Having to strip,
Without a choice,
Like a chisel carving into wood,
Being helpless and not having anything to do,
But prepare to be tortured and die,
Women and children put in gas chambers,
Having to choke off of carbon dioxide,
No where to run,
Or hide,
How can you stay calm with knowing your going to die,
You panic and go into shock,
Fingernails piercing the walls,
Like an electric saw,
People getting trampled over,
From all the chaos,
Nothing left to do,
Because has been stripped from you.
Copyright © Lashonda Eagels | Year Posted 2007
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