It was 1983, just like any other year
A child born out of wedlock
Another bastard son
It was 1983, just like any other year
Another child born into the world
On the short end of the stick
It was 1983, a child without a purpose to carry on
He made sacrifices so he would be the only one to pay
His parents moral debts were overwelming
But he would find a way
A contest entry
- Arrows by ea.
600 points, ended January 23, 2007, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Prewrite Phenomenon #2 by Ryno.
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Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I like the last little shimmer of hope you show in the last "section." Preferably you should've divided each of those "sections" into stanzas. It would've made the poem for poetically correct, but it is your formatting. Great darkness and brightness. Thanks for entering Prewrites.
~Ryan~ -
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As I indicated in my contest notes, I'm a hard sell when it comes to dark writes, but I see on the third reading here that this is hopeful.
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