Bragging Rights Battle

February 26, 2010
By A.L.Sommer DIAMOND, Brookfield, Wisconsin
A.L.Sommer DIAMOND, Brookfield, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world; there is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that others won't feel insecure around you. We were all meant to shine as children do. We were all born to make manifest the glory of God that's within us - it's not just in some of us, it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
-Nelson Mandela


Looking out through my window pane,
I see that wealth and freedom reign.
Take what you can get,
Beware of dark threats,
Your life won’t be much of a strain.

Within my walls I’m locked inside.
No where to run, no where to hide.
Given what’s needed,
Speech never heeded,
Wish to be free, never tried.

Tall trees, green grass sway back and forth.
They dance to pass their day in mirth.
With never a care,
With barely a stare,
They laugh, knowing what freedom’s worth.

With jealousy I glare at them,
For I have not their precious gem.
Though thinking I see
The good to be me,
‘Cause I’m not attached to a stem.

Grass stands like stone seeing this change
Looking at me, thinking it strange.
One minute I glare,
The next I’ve an air
Of looking down on our exchange.

I am a king with regal pride
Without a subject at my side.
It’s my turn to laugh.
I’ve taken their path.
I’m watching their confidence slide.

Whooshing wind carries angry song.
Alternative options are all but gone.
They’re free to descend
Where Dante greets them.
I’m wishing their trip to be long.



Smiling with lights 200 watts,
Rubbing their faces into their loss.
Their eyes turn away,
My pride’s here to stay.
I think I will challenge the moss.


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on Mar. 15 2010 at 8:52 am
noelleism PLATINUM, Russellville, Alabama
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Favorite Quote:
I can not dwell on the past, and I will not live on what the future may hold, but yet take comfort and find perpose in the second yet to come.

Very cleaver poem. :)


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