Poor, rich, tall or short,
glaring & staring is what they do,
thin, skin, black, blonde,
every whisper attaching like glue.
Wear something wrong, say something right
The lonesome one I am still
Express yourself, who cares what they think,
the ants are as one on a hill.
it's true that each one is different
but we are unique in one own way
Building a better world is a goal
another should be to push hate away
would we be the same without love?
citizens work to make peace at will,
trying their best to work as one,
the ants are as one on a hill.
Become friends or not,
stay confident within.
Treat others as yourself,
Stand chin up and begin.
everyone is the same in a way,
all with a friendly will,
hands, legs, eyes, and feet,
the ants are as one on a hill.
Author notes
metaphorically speaking, this is meant for overall stereotyping. we are all the same, we live for the same things. There's not really much of difference between a jock and a goth; both human, so why taunt? there's nothing more to be proud of...
I wrote this actually in feb. 06', found it lying somewhere, and decided to pick this for the contest. sry it's not that great, I was only in 8th grade. cut me some naive slack. lol.
option 1, thelovesongwriter
ps. I don't write like this anymore...rhyming isn't really my thing, but it well for this.
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I like how you use the "ant on a hill" phrase. It fits very well. And the flow is good is some places and in others it kind of...stops. for example
"it's true that each one is different
but we are unique in one own way
Building a better world is a goal
another should be to push hate away"
Its not that it doesnt flow by itself, per say, but that compared to the other two stanzas, there are more syllables suddenly. Dont get me wrong, this is still an excellent poem! Good JOb and Good Luck!!
<3
Kelly
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