|They (standard:poetry, 57 words)|
|Author: Dani||Added: Apr 23 2001||Views/Reads: 1820/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|See if you can guess what this free verse is talking about....|
They walk around Like zombies tourtured by the knowlegeable. With boulders on their backs, They walk the miles up many hills. And speak the language that the Knowlegable ask. They are restricted by cemented walls, and entrapped by their thoughts. They are our future, Our congress, Our learders. Yet, We give them boulders, and entrap their thoughts. Tweet
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