So it's been a bit of a wait. I've had a poem to post for a while now and I just haven't gotten around to it. I guess I'm not as enthusiastic about blogging lately. Sorry! I feel like people must get bored is all. So many other blogs have such amazing things to say - they're entertaining, people like to read them etc. Mine is the same all the time and it's not like I'm the best poet around either. None the less, I will try to carry on updating you with things. I have got something to post you here today, and I do hope you enjoy it.
Now to find it...
Ah, here we go. I think.
I'm not a fan of this one. It's not one of my best at all but it's something I guess. It's not my worst I don't think. Here goes anyways. It's called 'The same as you and I'. Enjoy.
Small child tucks away her identity,
Tries to cut off their fuel for laughter,
Cuddles into shadows that hang over the city,
To hide away from their witty slaughter.
Creased paper for a brain at their hands –
Apologising does nothing when scars are left behind.
Easy targets are those who cannot stand,
And whose voice, when lost, is not possible to find.
Don’t they look the same as you and I?
Scribbles mark a past, not weakness.
And when injured birds return to the sky,
The world should stand; a proud eye witness.
