Dan Brown

Rookie - 62 Points (20.02.1988 / Newcastle-Upon-Tyne, UK)

Strangers - Poem by Dan Brown

Who exactly are the
of this world?
Are they really the nameless beings
that surround us?
Or can they be closer to us, and still be
I am more of a
to the people who know me,
than I am to those who
I know that much.
And this is why I would willingly
enter a car with a faceless anonymity
at the wheel, despite being told it is wrong.
A stranger who knows nothing about me
cannot hurt me as much as those who do.
The unknown is not dangerous and scary,
but exciting and interesting; there to be explored.
In this world, we are all strangers to one another,
and, indeed, to our very selves.

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  • (5/16/2006 7:53:00 AM)

    Well spoke danny boy. And i couldnt have said it better my self... in fact i was just talking about that to some unimportant family member lolz... ttyl Great poem
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, May 7, 2006

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