Uloia Norris Moore

Rookie (Day's of The Past, Present, Future. / Southern United States)

A Matter - Poem by Uloia Norris Moore

Of where it is that we
are from why?

Does it matter where it is
we are from?

It matters what we say
it seems to provoke such loud
disdainful screams
from many whom wish to walk
the unknown know not why.

Transparency opened up
wide to see
the real person inside
whom all so can bleed
be they you, them or me.

Eaton alive from the fear inside
is all some do see.

No future in such fear.

Is this the future
of all Children?

Comments about A Matter by Uloia Norris Moore

  • (12/9/2007 7:53:00 PM)

    This rocks - where matter counts beyond ages of disrepair... thanks, am returning back from an excellent right! ! (Report)Reply

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  • (12/5/2007 4:42:00 AM)

    A matter occupies space and has weight, man is a matter with feelings and intelligence! Nice piece, highest marks. (Report)Reply

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  • (12/2/2007 11:57:00 AM)

    your best poem...10 (Report)Reply

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  • (12/2/2007 11:05:00 AM)

    I like the way you transform transperancy with skill (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 2, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 27, 2011

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