He approached me MAG

November 11, 2009
By Hannibal GOLD, Chelsea, Michigan
Hannibal GOLD, Chelsea, Michigan
14 articles 0 photos 3 comments

He approached me
With a cocky smile
I froze in the act of defense
Knowing a predator was to make his Attack
I think back but never wish I had Run
I think back but never wished I had
Cried
He spoke of what?
He spoke of my own religion Laughing
Eyes untouched by the pain I felt
Inside
I can still recall that recent
Memory
It melts on my tongue
It sears through my brain
It clogs my nose
And
Plunges my heart into black water
He approached me
My ancestors in concentration camps
They kept strong
As will I
I know my meeting with this will
Not be the last
As well as that my experience was
Not as harsh
But still I feel
Something
that my letters and words
Could not for the world describe
Ugly letters, Ugly words
He approached me



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on Jan. 6 2010 at 2:50 pm
AbbotRabbit GOLD, Abolana, District Of Columbia
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Favorite Quote:
This poem has great flow and insight.
I really enjoyed it.
Lovely poem darling =]
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This poem has great flow and insight.

I really enjoyed it.

Lovely poem darling =]

-Please check out the works that I have posted on here it would be highly appreciated and I think you would greatly enjoy them, Thankk youz-

XxIll tell you Im an orphan after you meet myy familyXx


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