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The Boys
Contributed by
Bevan
on
Wednesday, 16th March 2011 @ 09:43:05 AM in AEST
Topic:
Tributes
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The boys stand firm, their dads away,
Knowing that they'd follow some day.
Cardboard guns and muddy, bare feet,
They play alone in that forgotten street.
Ball shaped rocks overhead, flying,
The youth scatter, them all defying.
The future that had been sealed from,
Generations before that did conform.
That in twenty years long,
The boys too, be gone.
Copyright ©
Bevan
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2011-03-16 09:43:05] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: The Boys
(User Rating: 1 ) by Tomboy on
Wednesday, 16th March 2011 @ 10:10:53 AM AEST (User
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The eerie aspect of this poem is that it could apply to any country anywhere in the world. Brilliant! Five stars!! |
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