He died for me to live
Why did he do that?
He could have lived and let me die
But no he could not do that
He gave his life
So I could live
He was a hero, a friend
And the most selfish person I knew
And yet
Here I stand
The one left alive
Because he threw himself
In front of the bullet
Meant for me
He gave his life
The most selfless act
He could make
So that I would see another day
Author notes
This is not a personal story.
A contest entry
- Selfishness, Selflessness by Just Paper.
650 points, ended August 14, 2007, 7 entries
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Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I like it. point blank. But then I'm married to simplicity. lol
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Thank you for the entry, but although you did well and stayed on topic with this poem, I think it was a little too simply written. There was no description of this friend besides that he was originally "selfish" which would have been great if you had described it a little more. The idea of a textbook "selfish person" giving his life in a selfless act to save someone is wonderful, but I need more. I want more. There needed to be a lot more to this than what it is. I'd love to see it with a little meat.
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