The Pipe of Parallelism

September 28, 2011
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Valley of Misunderstood

Come with us, we’ll do you good,
In this Valley of Misunderstood.
Our brains are made of pilfered gold.
We only know what others don’t.

We could never be dangerous.
We’re only harmful to ourselves.
Geniuses of the world, oppressed,
Not afraid to embrace an early death.

Bleeding fast internally,
Listen to the muffled screams.
We’ll never leave, even if we could,
Our home, this Valley of Misunderstood.

We’re only happy when we’re said.
Weeping for a world gone bad.
Try to murder us for our ways.
Our blood will haunt you for all your days.

If normality is what you lack,
Come bear this cross upon your back.
If your back is made of steel, your heart of hollow wood,
You belong in the Valley of Misunderstood.

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Basya44 This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 14, 2012 at 1:47 am
This is reallllyy good- kind of a similar message to my poem- Sole and Separate. I also have a poem about parallelism called Aloof, if you wanna check those out. Anyways, keep up the amazing writing!
juicyfan6 said...
Jul. 20, 2012 at 4:55 pm
I like how this poem is so unique! Great job! :) 
peaceout said...
Oct. 5, 2011 at 7:18 pm
Wow. This is really unique from anything else I've read. you put me in another world, this is one of my favorites
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