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The Power of Poetry
By -jellyacey-
30 August 2007
This morning at school; I had to go around trying to keep track of the assignments, exams, mid-quarters and stuff, [ah high school; freshman year.xD] because of my three weeks of absence, anyway. there was this part where I was sitting on the observers chair and I really couldn't move, so I write about how I actually had the nerve to move, when I thought of a nice poem.:)

There was this strange moment

Wherein the only thing I can move was my eyes

And the only thing I can hear

Amidst all the noise

Was my conscience

And thus she whispers

‘Move… what’s stopping you?’

As I contemplate on this question

I heard it

Laughter

‘What force? Can’t fight the power can you?’

Hysteria

‘Move…’

Peace

A few moments have passed

I move to fight the power with my own force

A force so very powerful that everyone has it

Poetry.

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