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This is not a test. I repeat. Not a Test.

October 28, 2009
By iPonder GOLD, Elk Grove, California
iPonder GOLD, Elk Grove, California
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Favorite Quote:
The bad things happen first,then the good things, then more bad things, then more good things: God helps us through the bad things so we can enjoy the good ones. :)

My future.
Let me explain this to you in simple words.
My future does not involve not having one at all.
I will be successful.
I will be unstoppable.
I will do the impossible.
No help from you.
Or even you.
Not my Mother who has been pushing me since day one.
Not my Father who has never been around.
Not the world who has always pushed me down.
Not the boy who I have been absolutly infatuated with since I was growing up as one.
I like that.
Not two.
Not three.
But one.
Thats what I am.
Thats what you are.
My future.
Your future.
You know in the next couple of years you will know my name.
Buying my books as Im popping champaigne.
I will be successful.
No I am successful.
My future.
Your future.
Our future will be so much better with this generation stepping up now and understanding that this battle will be won.
Matter of fact, you are not free you are still a slave to this society.
Dressing yourself up in the latest fashions.
Denying those on the streets and they still asking.
Ya see that could be you right there.
If it wasnt for Him.
Im not tryna push religion up in here but as long as ya'll are listenin.
If i wasnt free when i began this poem.
Then I am now.
So i hope ya'll were listenin.
My future is looking bright right now.
And I feel like shoutin.
Im going to the top.
Is ya'll comin?

The author's comments:
im in a club called bihtop. So this is an assignment we had this week. It was to right about the future. hope you like it xD

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on Aug. 5 2010 at 6:17 pm
DiamondsIntheGrass GOLD, Martinsville, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
Worry is simply a misuse of the imagination.

really inspiring poem. but... you started out the poem with good grammar, and then you ended it sounding like a steriotypical cowboy.  was that supposed to happen?