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[aid] => mick
[title] => From The Inside Looking Back
[time] => 2004-06-30 12:19:35
[hometext] => I never intended to write this poem. It just happened.
[bodytext] => From the inside looking back, Hearing news of more attacks, Seeing pictures of children dead, Seeing blood that’s so deep red, News reels catch the ending scenes, Chaos flowing into the streets, Children running from fear inside, Seeking refuge as tears slide. From the inside looking back, Understanding some attacks, Memories flit before my eyes, My ears hear my distant cries, The hurt still lingers as I hear, Taunts from my friendless peers, “X’s” marked their hands and arms, “Shields” from me ~ Was their charm, Everyday they marked their skin, Everyday I hated them, Called nick-names with a laugh, I hated school for all of that, After years of this abuse, Fighting back ~ I wouldn’t loose. From the inside looking back, I dreamed and planed my attacks, My mind could picture vivid scenes, Sometimes murder was the scheme, I just wanted to fit in, So, I dreamed of killing him, Just one boy ~ I would kill, So, the taunts would finally still, He was a bully in every way, He started everything everyday, If I could make him disappear, Maybe my world could find cheer, If he no longer came to school, The other kids wouldn’t be so cruel. From the inside looking back, I never enacted my planed attacks, Violence wasn’t accepted back then, As it is now, in this world we live in, Mayhem and murder went left undone, So, these parents still have a son, I understand the pain of a child, Hurt turns to desperation after a while, The boy is lucky and so am I, He because, he didn’t die, I because, he made me strong, Heaven knows ~ He was wrong. From the inside looking back, Know there are children under attack, Know there are children that will wind up dead, Laying in their own blood that’s sticky and red, School cameras now will catch these scenes, But chaos will still enter their dreams, This is what happens when evil resides, When East meets West ~ And Two Worlds Collide. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 177 [topic] => 67 [informant] => tifrob [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => schoolproblems )
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