Evan Skora


Is This World A Home? - Poem by Evan Skora

My mind is confused,
Lost in lies,
Memories
and life.

People tell me about life,
Tell me who I am
What I need to be,
Who I should grow up to be.

I am my own person
Not a puppet of the world,
I walk my own path
Avoiding those with so called power.

Look outside at our world,
Tell me it couldn't be better.

Homeless,
Terrorism,
Abuse,
Hate.

Our world is terrible
No better than a garbage truck,
Taking a quick ride
Then we get destroyed.

Stop and stare at this world
And tell me what you think of it,
Tell me what you think
About this world we call a home.

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  • (4/14/2008 6:49:00 PM)


    This poem is excelent
    You did a fine job writing this poem
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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 14, 2008



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