Anger With Death Poem by Marites C. Cayetano

Anger With Death



There was a thing called anger
that he didn't knew
untill one day
Death came to him and said
'this is not yet the time'

That was the day
when he had the car accident
that made him no longer able
to move his two legs and one arm
for the rest of his life.

'this is not yet the time....'

Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Eric Cockrell 29 May 2012

story not ready to be finished.... you cant always walk away when you want to!

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Joseph Poewhit 29 May 2012

9 billion and just one of the stories

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