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Poem – Tame

I sat up with my back on the worn up bench .

My shoes were cover in dust.

My hair was tuck under my hat.

The huge tree stood behind the bench

Beneath the sun.

In my heart I felt worn and torn .

My heart felt clench where did my life go?

My view I see the torn up streets with it broken up curbs.

I see the torn up sidewalks with it broken up curbs.

A empty can rolls my way.

I kick it to the curb.

I reach in my purse and grab a mirror I stare at it and look!

I threw the mirror on the duty curb it did not even crack another can roll my way I felt empty like the can.

I kick it high like a lion heart as strong as I can be with an quiet soul.

The moon was the light it felt cool over my shoulder.

I held my high no shame In my game.

Most People

Most people barely know themselves

Character Is Everything.

You must admire you and love you.

Courage Is always grace under pressure.

Most people you meet are fighting a battle you know nothing about.

People will try to ruin your character if they can’t find nothing about you they will create something.

Be around people that value you.