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 Tragedy by Peter Webb These Dreams by Meagan Kay Campbell The Beach by Jillian Bateman Untitled by Kathy Chmiel "Cluttered Mind" by Jeanette Suelto Happy Family? by Christian Vien submit a poem for next month's edition go to current edition  |
Untitled by Kathy Chmiel Do you know what it is to be us? To feel our pain? Experience our troubles? You say our generation is troubled "No manners, no courtesy" Yet we know only what we were taught But nobody bothered to care If we knew how to live You say that we are innocent Yet we see violence everywhere You say that we are stupid But we know how to think You say that we have no troubles Yet we cry more than you You say we have no future, But we hope, and we pray We ponder, question, and succeed A generatoins full of "drugs" Yet we answer with a no when offered You look down on us Think you're better More sophisticated Better educated You say life is easy But we struggle everyday To be happy To have fun And to just live |
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