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Life starts out
like just a seed
planted in the earth.
Then the seed,
works it's way,
digging through the dirt.
But unlike seed,
some life doesn't
have to work it's way.
Some life starts out
like an ugly duckling.
The ugly duckling
has work too,
but of a different kind.
This work could
not be there
if there was kindness.
But,alas, there is no kindness,
so the duckling works.
Luckily,this duckling will
be rewarded for it's work.
Some life starts
like a slave,
working to survive.
The slave has work too,
of a different kind.
The slave works
day and night
working for it's life.
The slave works,
for it's family,
for it's feed,
for it's life.
The work is hard,
and unrewarding.
So the slave waits for death.
So when slave
meets it's fate
it is with open arms.
In some lives,
all it needs,
is a bit of kindness.
But,alas,
in these lives,
that is just a myth.
Of the three,
I'd rather live,
the life of the seed.
- by noooooo000000 |
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- | Submitted on 10/12/2008 |
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- Title: Life
- Artist: noooooo000000
- Description: Ponderings of a teenage poet. *PWNDR PWNDR PWNDR!*
- Date: 10/12/2008
- Tags: life seed slave duckling
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