Matter Poem by Rebecca Springsteen
Matter
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You say that your doing it for us.
Are you really?
What makes you think you know what's good for us?
Just because your older?
Here it doesn't matter.
Your race, age, parents, house, money, fame,
it really doesn't matter.
So tell the devil,
I'm not that far behind.
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: sin
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5/3/2024 4:45:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Your race, age, parents, house, money, fame, it really doesn't matter. So tell the devil, I'm not that far behind. it does not matter at all........ very compelling and forceful verses. thank you. tony
Thanks, Tony! And also thank you for reading my poems! -Rebecca :)