Smile
Smile, the faces, worn and torn, hapless;Desperate, seeking help and happiness;
Positive, never stop, never falter;
Ambitious, the eyes of the defeated
Not having seen such determination
Pain and sadness forever surrender,
No fence can contain the undying hope;
Down falls the curtain of despair and death
Simple, the lives in which the faces live;
Devoted, grueling work, meager reward;
Painful, with voiceless acceptance they strive;
Anxious, the minds of overwhelmed many
Sinning themselves all into damnation;
Refusing men forgiveness of blunder;
Tarnished, their reputation, vain is soap;
Worthless is life until the final breath
Poetry by Paul Vermette
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Written on 2008-03-31 at 20:27
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