Each son has the chance to be
That teacher, that singer, that dancer
Use the drug of the bouswaise
To hand in his title of dreamer
Each daughter with the knowledge
To be CEO of her upcoming day
Who knows the right way isn’t honest
But willing to take the chance anyway
Each friend who wanted to be more
Than just a freeloading drop out
Wanting to be the one to soar
Unwilling to be the one who’s ruled out
Each stranger who knows about
Your every move before you do
All your weaknesses all your doubt
Waiting until you decide to be true
Each son
Each daughter
Each friend
Each stranger
Must realize that it can all disappear very quickly
23 April 2007
Notes: It rhymes! Almost none of my pieces rhyme 'cause I don't like when a line's restricted like that. Nevertheless I like how this piece turned out. I wrote it for a workshop in my writing class, we had to use the line, "Each ___ must realize that is can all disappear very quickly".
