Open Poetry #45 |
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JeMs4LiFe New Member
since 2009-08-20
Posts 2 |
OUTCAST People shout, People hit, To them I do not fit. I'm a different colour, A different race, Why can't anyone accept my face? Why do they do this? That’s what I want to know, Why do people give me blow after blow? It’s not right, It’s not fair, But they definitely do not care. |
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GBride Senior Member
since 2009-07-02
Posts 538 |
An interesting write. Do you suppose people are rejected for other reasons than race: class, weight, age, appearance, educational level. There are people that don't like me. I find people that accept me and I hang out with them. Hey, I like your poem. it moves smoothly and the rhyme is good. Please write some more. |
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