L
leila
Guest
Okay, I'm REALLY bored, because I'm writing up another poem http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index;_ylt=AshJgnxTCdhFmntvZHfk0u_sy6IX;_ylv=3?qid=20081030220842AAA4zx4
So, comments/ratings/suggestions/title?
I really like constructive criticism.
He fell to the floor
With a burden in his heart
And a gun in his hand
He fell to the floor
With no life in his eyes
And flag in his grasp
She fell to the floor
With a scream in her throat
And tears in her eyes
They fell to the floor
With regret on their faces
And prayers on their minds
They sat on the couch
And watched T.V.
And laughed at a joke
And lived.
Jeff M: To clarify, I was comparing how all this shit is happening to these people, and at the same time, there are people on the other side of the world (or wherever) totally oblivious, and for some reason, are able to just go on with their lives. These other people's lives are shattered, but the people on the couch are perfectly fine. So close, but yet so far.
So, comments/ratings/suggestions/title?
I really like constructive criticism.
He fell to the floor
With a burden in his heart
And a gun in his hand
He fell to the floor
With no life in his eyes
And flag in his grasp
She fell to the floor
With a scream in her throat
And tears in her eyes
They fell to the floor
With regret on their faces
And prayers on their minds
They sat on the couch
And watched T.V.
And laughed at a joke
And lived.
Jeff M: To clarify, I was comparing how all this shit is happening to these people, and at the same time, there are people on the other side of the world (or wherever) totally oblivious, and for some reason, are able to just go on with their lives. These other people's lives are shattered, but the people on the couch are perfectly fine. So close, but yet so far.