Your Poetry Dot Com - The Exception

Array ( [sid] => 168261 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Exception [time] => 2011-11-01 08:22:26 [hometext] => A poem that reflects a time in your life when you feel like the observer and never the participator [bodytext] => LIfe is no roller coaster
Its not even a car ride
And no, its not brisk strides through the neighborhood
Or even a fully rested morning rise greeted with sunlight

Roller coasters are for people who find joy in their life
Car rides are for people who seek gratification
Walks are for people who have reason and purpose
A blissful rise from sleep are for people without any cares at all

But I'm, like others, the exception
From the happiness obtained in life
With self pity acting as my joyfulness
And hatrad pretending to be my serenity

Instead, my life is a racist brawl
It's even a huge cartel
And yes, its certainly contamination of lands and oceans
Or even a war of nations

Brawls are for people with no love in their soul
Cartels are for people who cant find true satisfaction
Contamination is from people who have no sense of value
And war is for people with no self worth

This is where exception lies
This is what it signifies
Hopefully, opposite of how the saying goes
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The Exception
Date: Tuesday, 1st November 2011 @ 08:22:26 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: kcrysten

LIfe is no roller coaster
Its not even a car ride
And no, its not brisk strides through the neighborhood
Or even a fully rested morning rise greeted with sunlight

Roller coasters are for people who find joy in their life
Car rides are for people who seek gratification
Walks are for people who have reason and purpose
A blissful rise from sleep are for people without any cares at all

But I'm, like others, the exception
From the happiness obtained in life
With self pity acting as my joyfulness
And hatrad pretending to be my serenity

Instead, my life is a racist brawl
It's even a huge cartel
And yes, its certainly contamination of lands and oceans
Or even a war of nations

Brawls are for people with no love in their soul
Cartels are for people who cant find true satisfaction
Contamination is from people who have no sense of value
And war is for people with no self worth

This is where exception lies
This is what it signifies
Hopefully, opposite of how the saying goes
'Everything that falls will rise'.

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