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Anthony Gazetti Poem
One boy
One girl
One heart
Their world
Copyright © Anthony Gazetti | Year Posted 2007
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Anthony Gazetti Poem
Oh, how many days to go
Until we find the forgotten one
All the things we forget
We must find
It takes time to find this forgotten one
It can be an hour or a day
A month or year
It is how much time it took to find it that counts
Each day it takes
The hope grows slimmer
To find it, the forgotten one
Many a days have gone and still I haven’t found my forgotten one
And if by chance I decide to find it again
I must realize why
I must realize how
I must realize the love it gave me
But for you
It is a different story
Each forgotten one is different, as I said before
When you find yours
Keep it with you
And with each story
There is a certain ending
Each ending is different
And with each ending
There are several things to remember
How you read
What you found
Oddities, Moments, or Similarities
Each forgotten item
Is a cliff hanger
You don’t realize
How it can affect you
In the short term
Or the long run
And it is hard
To realize what
It has been like
Without it
Don’t forget
I lost mine
It will never come back
Don’t lose yours
Copyright © Anthony Gazetti | Year Posted 2007
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Anthony Gazetti Poem
Blood on the ground
The leaves will be turning red
A shot in the dark
Copyright © Anthony Gazetti | Year Posted 2007
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Stepping up to the line there is no whistle
A hail of balls flying unemotionally
Uncaring of its next victim
A soul is hit, he falls to the ground
Comrades watch, in horror, disbelief
The stream is endless, one by one
Penetrating the armor, until it breaks
Mass chaos ensues, and hail begins on both sides
Smoke builds blinding each member
Shots taken on allies, friends,
The smoke clears and few are standing
That is on the Allied side and rivals are numerous
Slowly, they are taken out, but the speed is to slow
Until one is left, Vying for his team, his country
His rivals take aim, fir, miss
Hailing bullets into a wall, they stop, and he pounces
One by one, he picks up weapons and takes them down
A brace solider is he but his ammo has run out
He waits for a bullet to fly but the captain, leader
Tells them to wait, for he is the one to end the fight
The boy looks at death, for he knows what will happen
The bullet is thrown, and misses but the leader recovers and
Finds the young man’s eye
The solider falls
He hears the joy in the rivals
But for his team they walk around him
He was their savior and he failed
Copyright © Anthony Gazetti | Year Posted 2008
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Anthony Gazetti Poem
I watch the days go by
I wonder why
Why haven't I done anything
Copyright © Anthony Gazetti | Year Posted 2007
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A dysfunctional family
Always yelling
Fights breaking out
But there can be no telling
The mother sits
Acts as if nothing is going on
Watches blood spilt on the carpet
But the marriage goes on
The father is in it
Finds a reason to investigate
Shots questions off
And looks like an ape
The eldest has had his turn
Beating upon his brothers
Turned against him and gets into the brawl
Watching his blood spilt on the carpet
The step has his freedom
No blood, groubeatings
Watches from the sidelines
Glad to have his cockiness without anything
The next one down
Has seen his share of fights
No blood for him either
But some unnerving nights
The smallest has understood
But cannot decide what he should do
Does he go with standing up
Or go with the cockiness too
While the three yearn to yell
They cannot fore he is the only one they have
The mom is so happy and they will not yell
Secrets will come one day to tell the fights they gave
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One month and two days ago
We met
Some fell in love
Others wept
I look back
And I remember
How we were treated equal
All a member
Scattered across the country
We were united
And one was angry, sad
We were there; strong and undivided
A cruise liner could
Not hold our emotion
We stood and looked at
Each other with strong devotion
One month and two days today
We all look back
And talk like we're still together
We are never seperated; never alone
Copyright © Anthony Gazetti | Year Posted 2008
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Anthony Gazetti Poem
Dear Mr. President
I have a few questions to ask you
Some of them may be wrong
But to me they are all right
Dear Mr. President
Why are we still in Iraq
Is it for safety
Or is it for daddy
Dear Mr. President
Are you doing what's right
People are becoming angry
Too many are dying
Dear Mr. President
What are your ideas
Will you help America
Or will it be 1967
So you see Mr. President
People are the key
You need to realize
To feed the needs
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Mothers screaming
Daughters watching
Fathers leaving
Brothers waiting
And for all the things we do
Nothing is accomplished
And when you think about it
All we do is kill
From straight lines
And single shot rifles
To hiding in bushes
Waiting for the enemy to go by
We become more aggressive
In unholy acts of power
For Power, Wealth
Superiority, and Revenge
Now Its high powered rifles
Anything goes and the past is forgotten
We watch the casualties mount
But we can't stop the flow
Only one group suffers
Through all of this
It's not the government
The men or the enemy
The only group that suffers
Are the ones screaming
And the ones
That watch
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There will always be a new day
So if you screw up
Oh well
There will always be a new day
To tell what you
Have done wrong
Don't forget
To right
That wrong
If you don't
It could be
the last wrong of your life
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