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I am the World
by. T.M.E.B

I am dark and full of hatred
WHILE
I wonder if the pain will ever end
I hear a cry of sorrow
I see a childs last breath
I dream about the better days, though;
I've never seen any

I feel the despair around me
THOUGH
I pretend not to notice
I touch darkness inside of me
I cry for all the lives lost
I worry that it will never stop

I am trying to be better
BUT
I understand that I did not chose this path
I need the people to stand up for what is right
I hope that one day this hurt will cease
I want the fear to go away yet;
I still am dark and full of hatred

I am still Here
AND
I still see innocent people hurt
I still hear a cry for help
I still wish people could look past their differences, and;
MOST IMPORTANTLY
I still hope that one day all people will be free




I submitted this for Novembers poetry Newsletter contest. I would like any feedback and since I love doing I am poems if you have something you want me to do one on tell me I will try my hardest.

I actually originally wrote this poem for a school project on the holocaust, then I changed it to fit a broader topic. So the last section is a little rough