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You walk on by
As I lay on the ground hungry and cold; You think I am a waste of time. I maybe homeless and begging for food; But if you were in my shoes, would you want me to walk on by; seeing you as a worthless waste on time. Have no compassion for you at all; I fought for your freedom, would you fight for mine; in my darken hell. You walk on by as if I’m a waste of your time. What if I thought you were a waste of time, an walked on by and left your freedom behind; maybe you think of me sometime, when your freedom is gone, an there is no-one there to fight for it. At times i wonder why;I even cared as you walk on by leaving me behind.
Published 17th Aug 2011
| Edited 18th Aug 2011
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17th Aug 2011 8:39pm
like the concept behind this I visualized a homeless war veteran who went to war and came back loosing everything. I like how it turns around to make the reader stop and think if the situation was reversed?
Anonymous
19th Aug 2011 5:06am
i love the point you are making...and i believe if we all had the same set of problems that there would be no problems.
