okay, new poem
The Works
Johnny was a kid
A rather bright one, at that
Untill he was put through the works;
which involved a hammer and his identification
He was no longer himself
They took away his personality
they took away his eyes
and left him with a blank hole
a moldable hole
so they can mold him again,
and make him be what they want him to be
And thats, the works.
Originally posted by Revernd Maynard
You cant rush art, baby
Originally posted by Revernd Maynard
okay, new poemThe Works
Johnny was a kid
A rather bright one, at that
Untill he was put through the works;
which involved a hammer and his identification
He was no longer himself
They took away his personality
they took away his eyes
and left him with a blank hole
a moldable hole
so they can mold him again,
and make him be what they want him to be
And thats, the works.
Originally posted by Revernd Maynard
heres a quickieNothing is the same
everyone is different.
You might be brothers
or sisters
but different in all ways
but one
we are humans
treat one another like we are one
We are the lining of something greater
Be a human
Be
Originally posted by Revernd Maynard
[B]NEWLaugh Everyday,
Cry Everyday,
Smile Everyday,
Fight Everyday,
Relax Everyday,
TAKE RISKS Everyday,
Because you never know when it’ll be your last! [/B]
Awesome. 😱 clapping