Biography of Dillon Crawford
I am just a guy writing to survive. My words tend to come out raw, and as such I will rarely edit a poem. What you read is what is emanating from my soul. These are the emotions and the feelings I have.
Dillon Crawford Poems
Sorrow; A pain you never forget. Sorrow; Life's true regret.
Leave Me Be
Sorrow, sorrow why must you take me so Why have you left me in such a big hole Sorrow, sorrow when will you leave my soul And let me finally breath so
At Hiroshima's Rock
I had to do a project on Hiroshima for school and I came across a poem about helping the victims at Hiroshima. That one poem inspired me to go and write this about a victim of Hiroshima. P.S. For those of you who don't know the Enola gay was the plane that bombed Hiroshima In solitude I walk
Happy Fathers Day
A father and a son, Never so close,
The Black Man
Ive seen so many thing about racism on the T.V and in the newspaper, I thought I would write about it. This is the poem that flowed so freely from my hands I walk down the street There is no one I can meet
My limerick does not have a rhyme But I shall make one in due time It could be about a bat Who once ate a cat.
As you may notice I took the last line from my Mentor Bob Marley. Perseverance What would you run for?
My Army Of Words
I know not of the word of moderation For when I start it will take up my full duration. For I am as strong as my army 1000 man strong yet as quietly
I regret to have known you I regret to still see you I regret my decision But you cut me deep
This life you give to me. Oh why must it be. It rots in the sun, And wont stop till its done.
Ode To V
We march with pride, For what is right We face the whole English might But it was all worth it for that wonderful night
You thought you had it all The friends, the money There wasn’t anything you couldn’t have
Tears Of Sorrow
Why why must it happen to me? I try to keep peace. But I always fail It seems as if
Love And Hate
Since the start of time they have been known Never giving a rest like a vacuum, people go in and don't come out Love and hate
As you may notice I took the last line from my Mentor Bob Marley.
What would you run for?
Your country should be there
But that cant be all
You must go and think,
For thinking is living
But don't solely think,