Thread: CENTER STAGE....YOU'RE ON !!! (POETRY) (SONGS)
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CENTER STAGE....YOU'RE ON !!! (POETRY) (SONGS)
Posted : 3 Aug, 2008 01:50 PM
Since this topic has been bouncing around, lets do it!
Now showcasing on this thread is the World's top poets performing for you live ! (for a few minutes, that is):applause:
Please remember that all materials should be original or credit given to the author. No material can be copied without the express permission of the author or you will be breaking one of the 10 Commandments! mmm...mmm..You might need to read up and figure out which one it is....
Ok...lets have some fun...and enjoyment!
THE MENTOR
I see as you are
Not with eyes of prejudice or fault
But with anticipation of your every move...
Your voice is like a melody waiting to be sung
I hang onto every note with envy
Contemplating the next harmonious passage...
Consumed by the thing I fear most
I relish in the fragrance of courage and strength
Emmanating from you and am totally captivated...
Deep within me lies the essence of your soul
That I might someday walk as you walk now
Never measuring another by wealth but rather by
character portrayed...
Love does not describe what you mean to me
My Teacher, Guide, and Friend
May I someday be the reflection of this Priceless Encounter!
( this poem was written about a very special teacher who helped me to recognize my potential...years ago)
I think I got this poem off this site or maybe it was sent to me on yahoo,,,, very very sad!
Author unknown to me.
My Name is Sarah. I Am But Three. My Eyes Are Swollen. I Cannot See. I Must Be Stupid; I Must Be Bad. What Else Could Have Made My Daddy So Mad? I Wish I Weren't Ugly.Then Maybe My Mommy Would Still Want To Hug Me. I Can't Speak At All,I Can't Do A Wrong, Or Else I'm Locked Up All Day Long.When I Wake Up I'm All Alone. The House Is Dark. My Folks Aren't Home.When Mommy Does Come, I'll Try To Be Nice, So Maybe I'll Get Just One Whipping Tonight.
Don't Make A Sound! I Just Heard A Car! My Daddy Is Back From Charlie's Bar! I Hear Him Cuss; My Name He Calls! I Press Myself Against The Wall. I Try And Hide From His Evil Eyes. I'm So Afraid Now.I'm Starting To Cry! He Finds Me Weeping; He Shouts Ugly Words; Says It's All My Fault That He Suffers At Work.
He Slaps Me And Hits Me And Yells At Me More; I Finally Get Free And I Run For The Door. He's Already Locked It , And I Start To Bawl! He Takes Me And Throws Me Against The Hard Wall. I Fall To The Floor With My Bones Nearly Broken; But My Daddy Continues, With More Bad Words Spoken. I'm Sorry, I Scream!, But Now It's Too Late. His Face Is All Twisted Into Anger And Hate. The Hurt And The Pain Again And Again!! Oh,Please, God Have Mercy---- Oh,Please Let It End! He Finally Stops And Heads For The Door. I Lay Still And Motionless;Sprawled On The Floor.
My Name Is Sarah. I Am Three. Tonight My Daddy Murdered Me! ! ! ! ! ! !
