A Public But Solitude Suicide Poem by Daniel Warner

A Public But Solitude Suicide

Rating: 4.8


Tremendous corruption and greed
overwhelm a young boy's soul
he looks towards elders and plead
although he doesn't realize the world is cold.

He seeks answers of omniscience
not unlike any other being
but as he looks too far
pain shall be his only feeling.

Regretting nothing as he is young
he looks to cope with dread,
but he doesn't care that the gun
will leave his cold body dead.

As the day of his funeral approaches
the invitations of sorrow are sent
and as his body lays next to torches
his angelic body cannot descend.

The day of the funeral is all but cheerful
they preach towards his heavenly fortress
if only now he could see the people,
the people that cared but gave him everything less.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Shania K. Younce 09 February 2014

Wow! Great poem. I enjoyed it a lot. Bien! !

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Bella Hernandez 18 December 2012

i am speechless! Great job: D keep it up! ! ! ~Bella

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This poem is fenominal. So much power in your words.

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Anhelica Velasquez 03 August 2012

this poem. this is amazing. i love it, its true, and it speaks wonders.

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