Hold On Poem by Stefanie Fontker
Hold On
They want to see you fall,
Yet you're the one that bleeds
For all the ones that would
Pass you around like a whore.
Lovely little girl, little boy,
I will always offer you my hand.
Yet you don't know how to hold on,
When you’ve been reprogrammed
To always let go.
whoosh..bullseye! ! ! you hit this one on the head...beautiful, poignant write.
What a great poem! Unfortunately, if we hold on too tight, like sand, it'll slip through our fingers...
Beautiful poem Stephanie, one I can truly relate to. I have seen many people treated in such a manner and it disgusts me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/20/2024 7:41:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A really good poem as always. A great write.