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Hairy

Contributed by Steeleyes on Sunday, 1st December 2002 @ 04:20:00 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



Hairy

hairy's an ape
who can't take shape
and it makes him scratch his head

it causes him pain
to use his brain
& sometimes he'd rather be dead

where he lives is rough
so he's supposed to be tough
but somehow he just can't do it
because he thinks 'why?'
and it makes him cry
he feels he can't get through it

if you live in a place
called the human race
and you're supposed to be awfully clever
it can be misplaced
to show your face
when what's behind is showing it's fever

it's not okay to be that way
nave & simple & kind
they make him cry
and want to die
and lose his tortured mind

so he learns to lie
and hide himself
behind the usual faces
to fight for food
and beat the rest
& the hell with usual graces

but his heart still feels
and his mind informs
& he knows it isn't right
that the love he feels deep inside
gets twisted out of sight

& it makes him sweat
to think with regret
of all he did for a 'future'

and he feels so lost
when he counts the cost
of 'success' against his nature

he hoped to be part
but parted himself
and now he's all alone
what once was one
is all undone

and in place of his mouth

is a gun




Copyright © Steeleyes ... [ 2002-12-01 04:20:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Hairy (User Rating: 1 )
by spaded on Tuesday, 10th December 2002 @ 08:03:44 PM AEST
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very sad


Re: Hairy (User Rating: 1 )
by AzurePaladin on Thursday, 12th December 2002 @ 11:51:20 AM AEST
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Such a sad poem... it makes you think. Unfortunate that this kind of thing actually happens.... :(

good write. :D


Re: Hairy (User Rating: 1 )
by wordsy on Thursday, 26th December 2002 @ 06:55:42 AM AEST
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A well worded weaving, drowning in sorrow and smelling of truth.

wordsy.




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