I have stole some of the words and lines from other poems. A lot of it is mine thou.
Note: just randomly thought i would make one, also i am not from the USA, i am from England!
Listen to this while you read
You have picked me out.
Through a distant shot of a building burning,
can you see it now?
a cotton shirt twirling?
I am still fighting
I have no sighting,
I am braving?
Is there no Saving?
I am small in the clouds
But i am waving still waving,
I am shaking in fear
but i feel no tears
I can't hold it anymore,
the fire is pushing and bullying
i am suffering
I hear the screams they are thundering
and i am calling,
No one is answering
Here in the gills
I am still breathing,
Are your eyes believing
I am still living
But i am tiring, tiring.
My arm is numbing and my nerves are sagging,
I am now failing
now longer flagging.
first time writing a poem... or whatever you want to call it :c
Can you imagine how the people up there were feeling? SO SAD!
You can thank the government for that!
Note: just randomly thought i would make one, also i am not from the USA, i am from England!
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Listen to this while you read
You have picked me out.
Through a distant shot of a building burning,
can you see it now?
a cotton shirt twirling?
I am still fighting
I have no sighting,
I am braving?
Is there no Saving?
I am small in the clouds
But i am waving still waving,
I am shaking in fear
but i feel no tears
I can't hold it anymore,
the fire is pushing and bullying
i am suffering
I hear the screams they are thundering
and i am calling,
No one is answering
Here in the gills
I am still breathing,
Are your eyes believing
I am still living
But i am tiring, tiring.
My arm is numbing and my nerves are sagging,
I am now failing
now longer flagging.

Can you imagine how the people up there were feeling? SO SAD!
You can thank the government for that!