Outcast Poem by Martin Baraka
Outcast
A hero is all i ever wanted to be
Heaven is all i ever wanted to see
i hoped for nothing but glee
but sorrow got the best of me
I never got an answer to my question
I never got assistance for the mission
so i got bombed and lost my vision
my only reward was rejection
a brave soldier never cries
hope never dies
one day i'll see blue skies
and i'll be standing with the suit guys
Although I eschew suits, I understand your drive. Thanks, Martin
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4/24/2024 11:40:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Sometimes I wonder if its really me who writes this poems