ty. bohls

Insults - Poem by ty. bohls

Who are they
To say what they say
Who am I
To ask the reason why

I came here with pride
Now I cower and hide
But it just won’t subside
Even when all hope has died
They take their turn in stepping stride

The souls within
The souls without
Deadly sin fills within
Make others cry and shout
Run about go and pout

This is life
And this is strife

Listen to this poem:

Comments about Insults by ty. bohls

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 1, 2011

[Hata Bildir]