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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Have Pity On Me
[time] => 2002-12-10 06:30:00
[hometext] => This poem goes out to all those who are teenage poets and feel as though adults may sometimes not understand what they write or look down upon it because they think that wer'e too young to know what really is going on. (a dictionary should be in reach) please read and comment.
[bodytext] => Have pity on me
I am young And I'm kinda new to this poetry game And I am not as wise as those whose poetry name Is inscribed in writing history I'm young so have pity on me I know sometimes my words might not flow freely When it comes to your mind But in mine, my rhymes are always on time Sometimes when I write my thoughts are perplexed I just don't know What to write next But God has equipped me with the right apparatus to write My little red book and a pen The vocabulary words adjacent to the verbs That make my poetry move, and begin I might be new, but I plan not to lose at a poetry slam But just in case I do I'ma send my apparation back into the tomb Where I meditate And debate on the rhymes I'm meant to make And ameliorating the ones I've already written And when I do win I'm gonna celebrate Not because I won but because of the cerebrations that apparently sorrounded me on stage I'm young so have pity on me But I will defensentrate the thought of doubt That doubt of the route I will take The route in which I will decide my own fate You can comment good or bad and I don't mind if you castigate As long as you let me criticize your rhymes and your words And let me elaborate on what I meant to say I'm young so have pity on me I'm not as wise as the ones who came before me But I am wise I redundantly incorporate the crimes of everyday life in my rhymes And if you scrutinize too closely you might overlook the meaning that is stated And after I write something I won't stop until I'm complacent with what is written And that doesn't happen unless I'm bitten with the bug Of innermost inspirations And of the greatest benedictions I am young and eccentric And when these thingsare combined With the ability to write The outcome is only one of a kind So if you want to take a minute to step into my mind You would be surprised in the things you might find The interstices betweent the dark and the light Between peace and fights And the sharp debri that is spread within my head From a past life I'm young so have pity on me I know that I have many lessons to learn So much time to burn But know that it's now my turn To have my 15 minutes of spotlight And show the world a new light From the sight of these young eye So have pity on me And just let me speak [comments] => 2 [counter] => 193 [topic] => 25 [informant] => RealCrystal [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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