Sun, 10/04/2015 - 16:22 -- cheyboe

I am the child of seething ignorence.

The rope in a game of Tug-of-War. 

I am the child whos integrity was forfeited to a never ending sea of right and wrong,

labeled as nothing more than a "lost cause"

I am the one who fractured the ideal of "no child left behind"

swept under the rug as a mistake. 

but I am also the child who gave a new meaning to perseverance.

the child who used the sand kicked in her face to built a fortress of glass.

I am the one who proved that "lost" can just mean you're going to a bigger place than the ignorant minded.

I am the rope in a game of Tug-of-War

only in this game

the rope won.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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