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A Poor Girl's Justice


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A Poor Girl’s Justice

 

Her shirts are tattered

Her jeans have holes

Her shoes are dirty

With taped on soles

 

Her face is natural

She has no make up to wear

You won’t find dyed

Or straightened hair

 

Her teeth aren’t straight

But they are white

She is short

With bad eye sight

 

She’s invisible

When she’s at school

She isn’t popular

And she isn’t cool

 

Other kids

Can’t be told apart

They have the look

But they have no heart

 

She has talent

Above the rest

She is definitely

Among the best

 

One day soon

They’re going to see

All the things

That she can be

 

For the rest of them

It will be too late

They have already

Sealed their fate

 

They spent their years

As cruel heartless thugs

Many of them

Were on drugs

 

They won’t go to college

Or get a job

So some will become thieves

And they will rob

 

The rest will live

Off their parents money

Spending it

Like milk and honey

 

Some will gamble

And lose it all

They will find there’s no net

To stop their fall

 

While that once poor girl

Is living well

She no longer thinks

About her high school hell

 

Now the whole world

Knows her name

And those who teased her

Are to blame

 

They now must live

What she went through

The one difference is

There is no re-do  

 


© 2009 Voice



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