People

Location

People

Only human

We make mistakes

We mess up and try to fix it

Only then do we realize

That it's too late. 

Too Late.

We are people.

People of a hope that binds us.

Hope for futures

for us. 

We are human and we have hope. 

Poetry Slam: 
It's All Up to You (CLOSED)

Comments

namjad

8 years ago

The poem seems to break itself down by the structures in a weird way, I can't pinpoint it but I like it! Especially hope being, lost, gained, and held on to. It's hypnotically repetitive. Good Job!

lewisk14

8 years ago

Thanks I could tell you what I did if you would like to know!

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