Viktoria Lilith


Unfair - Poem by Viktoria Lilith

Why is it that

That some people have the money,
While others live in shacks?

That some people are beautiful inside and outside
And the poor people are rated savages
For forces not held in their hand?

That other people have a mother that dies,
while mine stays awake to haunt me?

That you didn't love me until
You lost me like the toy that
I have always been to everybody?

That I have the teeth of a monster
and everyone treats me like one?

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  • Rookie - 0 Points Christopher Is Dead (but I'm More Than Alive) (1/1/2010 8:28:00 PM)

    Wow, that was pretty powerful. All those things you described, I agree, are so unfair. Stereotypes, I just hate them. Very realistic poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 1, 2010



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