The Future

May 4, 2018
By jibril GOLD, Decatur, Georgia
jibril GOLD, Decatur, Georgia
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Always there and never wandering

Never sleeps and never rests

Always reminding me of my eventual demiseĀ 

Even when I am on the rise

It's always just out of my reach

Sucking me dry like a leach

While I toss and turn in bed it makes me think about things I said

When I awake it makes me wonder if one day there will be rain and thunder

Deserted cities may one day be serenity

The thought of "one day" makes me cry

Because on that day I might just die



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on May. 20 at 2:22 pm
WolfWhisperer0911 DIAMOND, Crosby, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
"For I command you, be brave and steadfast! For the Lord your God will be with you whenever you go."
-Joshua 1:9

"Throw me to the wolves, and I'll return leading the pack."- Unknown

"Never moon a werewolf." -Mike Binder

@jibril Great poem!

jibril GOLD said...
on May. 12 at 3:40 am
jibril GOLD, Decatur, Georgia
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Thank you so much

on May. 11 at 11:45 pm
Celia Buell SILVER, Skokie, Illinois
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This is amazing. It really made me think about life.




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