I WROTE THIS TWO POEMS FOR ENGLISH 1 ON MY FRESHMAN YEAR IN HIGH SCHOOL:
Life is a kind of gift,
A gift that no human can take,
Some people think its right to do it for justice,
Others because they think its ok,
There are some that blame it on hate,
But Whatever the reason may be,
Killing is killing,
it doesnt matter what people believe,
There is only one thing that can take life away,
Its not a needle or bullet or a sense of revenge,
I won\'t lie, I don\'t know what it is,
Some say it\'s nature,
Others is god,
Or maybe a sickness that can cause someone to die,
It doesnt matter death still makes people cry,
Life is something no one can buy.
Everyday I look at you.
Listen to your magical sweet voice.
Learn from your wisdom and knowledge.
In any case, you always show that you care.
Sincerity, courage, sweetness, joy, can all be found in you.
All along I knew you were special.
Here in this room I think about you.