author unknown

Rookie (October 8,1989 / Silver Springs, MD)

Identity - Poem by author unknown

I wonder if the trees can hear me
When I scream aloud,
Or if the dandelion screams,
When I pick him out.
There's no telling where life can take us;
One day I'm a blade of grass,
But today I am myself-
Nobody else.
Life chooses for me to be me.


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  • (11/8/2017 10:12:00 AM)

    Fuck yes it is the best poem nigga (Report)Reply

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  • (10/5/2007 4:57:00 AM)

    I do not doubt that the trees can hear your scream, but it is the birds that sense your vibrations nano-seconds earlier and scatter your identity further along treetops, ridges and coastlines.... and you will continue to breath... great write - A Peace at a Time.. Deana (Report)Reply

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  • (8/24/2007 10:26:00 AM)

    Good poem. I really like the last line. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 16, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 29, 2011


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