Sandra Osborne

Seeds Of Hate - Poem by Sandra Osborne

Lost upon a little wind
My dream has blown away,
Lost another and again
My dream has gone away

I don't remember
Too much sunshine,
There was always rain.

I don't remember
How to win,
But I always played the game.

It's hatred most
That I fear inside,
Another fear, another lie.

The answers, they seem
To create the tears.
A river of salt,
Throughout the years.

Alone without people,
And always a crowd
With everyone praying,
And always too loud.

Creeping away,
I knell by the tree,
With hatred for the one
Who planted the seeds.

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  • (12/7/2004 7:46:00 PM)

    i like the six line of your poem, (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 6, 2004

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 8, 2004

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