Mine egne små tekster

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  • Publiceret: 15 aug. 2011
  • Opdateret: 12 mar. 2017
  • Status: Igang
Her vil jeg skrive mine små tekster. Digte, tanker eller små historier jeg alligevel aldrig for skrevet færdige. Det er underholdende, at se, hvordan min skrivestil har forandret sig gennem de seneste 4 år.

Underligt nok, er dette, dét, jeg er mest stolt af. Måske fordi, det er skrevet med føleleser og ikke hastværk?

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237. Human Nature

 

 

No matter how big the weapon;

no matter how black their coats;

a murderer may frighten me,

but may never kill my hope.

 

No matter how hopeless their destiny;

no matter how dark their soul;

victims ought to turn away from despair,

and prove, no victory of insanity has been.

 

Despite the spread of madness and sorrow,

no one has risen to take the control.

What amount of causalities do we need,

to no longer cower at the thought of the reality?

 

Young men and women aren't born,

wishing to go on a killing spree.

Babies, barely even with their eyes open,

don't wish to have blood following their feet.

 

As a society, as a whole;

how do we manage to ruin the minds

of those who are innocent?

 

As teachers, as role models;

how do we manage to present the wrong way

to live their lives fulfilled?

 

Perhaps it is nothing but

the simplest of human nature.

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