The memorys remain...
by Jamez Michael
Thursday, January 16, 2003
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Once upon a time there was a boy,
In his early days he had to learn,
How to be strong when people hated him,
He had no-one turn to for shelter from the storm.
After all the screams and taunts,
And the insults in his face,
He would often sit crying in his room,
Hoping that it would be over soon.
When he got older,
His life got worse,
With all the turning heads,
As he walked through.
He had to be strong,
Or the pain would always stay,
He had to stand up,
And make a change.
But the pain remains,
The memorys live on,
But now hes strong
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|Reviewed by jenna hale (Reader)
|nice 1 jamez|
|Reviewed by jenna
|a really good poem jamez, it hits home with me !!!
|Reviewed by Jamez Michael
|the boy changed, and made a change in his life for the better, the point of the poem is that whoever you are watever people of said or done to you you can make a change for the better, try to make the poem associated with you as much as you can imagine you are that boy and imagine wat changes you would have made then you will see, its down to you to see what changes he made|
|Reviewed by na na (Reader)
|Jamez, when the boy got older into manhood, what happened? How did the weak become strong. How did he overcome the taunts and jeers. What changed him? Did he turn to God or learn now to kick ass or what? Bill Murray|
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
|Very good write!|
|Reviewed by Sally Montoye
|Nice write, James!
|Reviewed by Leysa Lowery
|Nice read, even better lesson to us all! Well said.|
|Reviewed by Oisín Breen
|very well written|
|Reviewed by Charley
|Once upon a time there was a girl,
and she was too naive at first to understand her friends
and now she sees and now she knows with all the things they've done
that they will keep on going and be brilliant in the end
nice 1 Jamez