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Reality is what you make it to be...

Contributed by topcatcrowther on Tuesday, 5th September 2006 @ 06:27:47 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



As a child...

I look out into a world from my bedroom window, full of happiness, fun and other kids just like me,
except the boy next door isn't like me, he screams like a girl every night and it wakes me up,
I can hear his daddy shouting at him,
he must be really, really naughty...

I look up again out into a world in which people smile down on me and say hello,
except they never smile at my mummy and daddy,
they just ask them for change,

i look once more into a world where everyone has sweets, sunday roasts and fizzy cherryade,
except I can never get many sweets, my coins don't add up to much,
i planted a 10p in the garden patch for my daddy last week,
but all that grew were weeds...

I see out into a world which is full of love,
my mummy told me daddy had gone to live with someone else's mummy,
but he doesn't belong with a stranger,
i miss my daddy...

I gaze out into a world of family fun, christmas dinners, school holidays and sunny picnic days,
but my daddy came home yesterday, i hugged him for at least 10 minutes,
his breath smelt funny though, and he talked funny too,
He sent me to bed,
but i woke up, he was shouting at mummy for ages and i coundn't sleep.
I don't like it when my mummy cries.

As an adult...

Reality has changed for me. The world is a pandoras box, opened.
Despaire, Arrogance, War, Cruelty, Selfishness, Sorrow, Intimidation, Poverty, Power, Starvation.
but reader, pay no attention to the malice that seems to surround us.
Now Instead gaze out onto a world of Survival, Courage but aboveall...
Hope




Copyright © topcatcrowther ... [ 2006-09-05 18:27:47]
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Re: Reality is what you make it to be... (User Rating: 1 )
by alasdaircairns on Tuesday, 5th September 2006 @ 06:41:41 PM AEST
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Money doesn't grow on trees, but there's no harm trying. Sad and poignant. We have to be brave in this cruel world. An excellent poem.


Re: Reality is what you make it to be... (User Rating: 1 )
by TwistedCage on Wednesday, 6th September 2006 @ 02:08:59 PM AEST
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This is a wonderful piece. Powerfuly written, and so much truth in it.

Beautifuly done,




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