Friday, November 7, 2008

Free Write

Here I stand,
Until the time
Was it a crime to see what cannot be touched
Hear voices speak words that can't be undone
Was it my fault I was invincible
To the naked eye,
I am invisible
I cannot be seen
Because no one wants to see me
I am different
Different from the rest of them
So they ignore me
But I don't ignore them
No one is friendly
Why were they so blind
Because I am not them
I am only mine
I am different
But I can see
But they can't see me
I watch them fall
Divided they fall
Together they die
But here I stand
Until the end of time
Was it a crime that I was unique
Original to the human mind
I was invisible to there standards
Invisible to their lies
But as they kneel to beg
I watch them beg
But here I stand until the end of time
Was it a crime for me to live my life
A crime for wanting to survive
No one would answer
So I will wait until the end of time

This poem is really cool i came across in one of my friends books. Its cool because it talks about how many people are perceived and how many people don't take time to meet people. To really get to know who the person next to you really is. But instead we separate ourselves and create barriers that does not allow us to change as a whole.
The Park
I see……….
I see a bird flying across the clear sky…
A boy chasing after a butterfly……
A little girl going down the slide…
A woman walking her dog….
A squirrel climbing a tree…..

I hear…..
I hear birds singing…
Kids shouting and laughing…
Dogs barking….
Cars driving by….
The paletero man ringing his bells…

I feel….......
The cool grass on my hand…..
A gentle breeze…..
Leafs falling on my head…
The sand in my shoes…
I feel the trees trunk on my back….

I smell…
I smell the fresh cut grass…
The carne asada my parents are making…..
My friends perfume….
The stench of dog waste…

I taste…….
The ice cream in my mouth…