A Poem for Lucky
A world that's mourning
A heaven filled with laughter
A soldier has fallen
An angel called home
A 'lucky' shot was taken
A car was the price
A car worth the life of a man
A man that was worthy of life
Lucky is now gone
He's no longer a slave
No longer a prisoner of this world
that still can't behave
Maybe one day he'll look down with a smile
Knowing we're still marching on his songs
When his 'different colors, one people'has finally brought us all
'together as one'
To an angry sister
Sister, my sister
Why is it that you speak so loud?
Is it your way to be noticed?
Or your way to make yourself count?
Tell me sister, who will listen?
Who will see?
The words coming out of your mouth
are only those of hatred and bitterness
turning the beautiful sight of you into an ugly one
Why my sister
Is it that you don’t care?
Is it your arrogance
That you appearently seem to think is fine?
Is it your ignorance
Which is obvious when you say those stupid things
Or is it just you being self-centered
Thinking that’s what the worlds looking for?
No, my lovely sister
Is that really all there’s to know about you?
Is that all you have to give?
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