The People's Thieves

by snickerdooly

Published April 20, 2011

In Good poetry :)

Yellow eyes,
Rotten teeth,

The nasty mind’s,
of the world's worst thieves.

Stolen purses,
Stolen cars,

Missing thousands,
of objects including our stars.

Without the stars,
Without the cars,

I believe
we will lose
all direction,
the voices
never again
showing inflection.

True love,
True kindness,

Will quickly melt away,
while organisms cry
for the light of day.

Thieves kill,
Thieves steal,

With blades of love,
blades of hate;
racism will no longer
be out of
date.

I hate to say it,
I hate to mean it,

But whatever
this “life,”
is suppose to be.

Turned out wrong
by all those
enabled
to
see.

What I want
from life
is just a
small
blanket,
Holding me
afloat
ensuring I’ll
make it.

Not much
to ask,
Not much
to claim,
Until the
government’s
calling
my
name.


:D Okay so this poem started out about something totally off this topic and slowly over several days of having writers block evolved into this poem/tale of the government. Hope you enjoyed it though I would not like to begin a huge debate about the goverment and such, I tend to run away from conflict :D
Peace,
Snickerdooly

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alwaysjustme
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alwaysjustme commented Comment · Apr 25, 2011

This is a very good poem. I enjoyed it and I can relate to it in a sense. The poem has a good flow and I thought the poem was very descriptive. Overall I think you did a very good job. I like yoour poetry and look foward to reading more from you.

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TamaraGoesRawr
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TamaraGoesRawr commented Comment · Apr 23, 2011

This is really good, but you had a few mistakes with your apostrophes. Like. "Thief's" should have been "Thieves". But good job other wise, keep writing. [:

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snickerdooly commented Comment · Apr 21, 2011

Okay thanks for the review, I fixed the whole plural "theives," thing and I'm really thankful you pointed that out because that is a tad bit embarrassing. But I have no idea where to start with the layout of the poem I feel that it all has to be in that order, but any suggestions would be much appreciated and taken heed of. So thanks for the review!
Peace,
Snickerdooly



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