November 18, 2008
By Emily Roseman, Rochester, MA

You sang and sing
your victories and cries.
Oh why must we
be in such a disguise?
The tears, your fears.
Running through the weary years.
To stop the noise.
To play with toys.
A constant babble
of trivial despairs.
Tearing out your very hair.
Let us go
forsake this place.
To leave behind my very disgrace.
Let us walk into the blue,
biding in silence,
to the adieus.

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This article has 5 comments.

edhughes said...
on Nov. 26 2008 at 5:58 am
This poem is amazing...very deep and moving

ily1112 said...
on Nov. 25 2008 at 9:26 pm
omg !

this is so amazingg !

K.J.G.Santos said...
on Nov. 25 2008 at 9:04 pm
awesome! its really good

erikabelmore said...
on Nov. 25 2008 at 8:26 pm
OMG EMILY. This is the best poem i have ever read in my entire life. it is so amazing that i don't know what to do with myself!!!! I printed it out and built a shrine around it. This poem=love!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DesertFlower said...
on Nov. 25 2008 at 4:32 pm
That was beautiful!!

Read The Reaping! Anybody!


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