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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Future
[time] => 2005-07-12 23:08:49
[hometext] => Enjoy!!
[bodytext] => A childs mind is like a drop of water Or even a piece of iron not yet sautered you mold it and shape it like a piece of clay the way you mold it, is the way its life will play maybe like an unborn stream, screaming for rain or even a tear eyed widows face, filled with pain how we mold our children will decide the future and beyond maybe becoming an emcee, searching for a rhyme or maybe a single parent, looking for time recolecting the past, and the diffrent forks that could have been choosen if only we could turn back time and see it frozen mountains are molded through thousands of years we seem so insignificant finding praise from our pears the mountains surround is almost like a cell the mountains are called opinions as you can tell mountains are huge and very shape then we wonder why our knowledge is so dark we are made up of other peoples thought and the knowledge of what our teachers have taught but after we are taught, we stop the expanding horizon why do children murder is not so surprising a child is like a flower, it expands and it blossoms the sight you see is truely awesome but one drop of acid rain corrupts the entire pedal this hinders the child from getting gold medals this acid rain is better known as society when I see a child on the news its hard for me I comprehend the tradgity but not the thought where was everyone when he was yearning to be taught everyone said hell, his life can be bought but knowledge and wizdom is all he truely saught one blade of grass with one drop of dew can change ones philosophy on what truely to do my message is simple but take it to soul learn from mistakes and what others have told be your own person make your words scream bold for without knowledge,,,this world is truely cold... [comments] => 2 [counter] => 165 [topic] => 19 [informant] => RonCris [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 7 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )
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