uandishi Article: Rebel: A Poem

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posted by Sweet_Pants

It’s a silent staring match between wewe and her

The quiet air above wewe is whispering wewe words

Words wewe choose to ignore, words glaring at you,

Gnawing at wewe from the very tip of her eyes

But wewe won’t let down, no matter how much

She isn’t saying, no matter how much she can’t say

Because you’re in power, wewe brought her here

wewe yell, and she shrinks back, but in fear?

No, she’s waiting for her chips to add up

As life’s a poker game, the highs are all that won

She knows this; you’re the one who taught her

‘Lay low until wewe gain the kiti cha enzi

To strike back at those who thought

The same as Arrogance himself;

That you, gullible and pathetic, were theirs alone’

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Please tell me what wewe think, criticizm is welcome.

Rae-Ash, r-pattz and 2 others like this

ballaholic I don't get it...

alicia386 Constructive Critism: I absolutely loved the poem. Very interesting but you should have added more to the scene. like 'where were they' that would have been better and the title should not be Rebel but instead something relating to poker. I did truly like the poem

Rae-Ash i personally loved it though it was a little vague and would have been even better if you added a little bit more detail. overall you are off to a good start and it appears you have a natural talent for poetry (and the expression of emotion through words).

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