Its All The Same Poem by Gracey Newman
Its All The Same
Who is the Idiot?
Who is wise one?
Working class or king?
It''s all the same in death
- Born to a privileged world.
Born into a world so cold.
- Born with a silver spoon.
Born with a rusted knife.
- Born with the picture perfect family
Born with the self destructive drunk.
Their paths cross
the rusted knife meets his throught
It''s all the same in death
Yeah, I can't agree more.this is really a good poem that tells me the equality on the deaths of people....maybe people would return to the innocence as they died.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 7:29:06 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Thank you very very much :)