Made Of?

Made Of?

A Poem by .SaveSydney!.

Review please. :) i'll return the favor.


What is it, you ask?

What is it made of?

Wood, metal, even cotton perhaps?

What makes an object,

Determines the outlook upon itself,

Upon the rising world around that object.

Who are you, I ask.

What are you made of?

Pan, fear, or nothing in particular?

Are you somenoe,

Who does what you are told?

Without questions, to avoid the scold.

Or are you like the few,

That are free.

Do you live in such a mindset,

That I should glare are you with envy?

Does it radiate, does it show, to the rising world around you?

Could I tell, with one look, that you are hiding?

Like a turtle in its hole, or the crab beneath the sand..are you scared?

To do something. To really live, beyond the boundaries. Crossing the line,

was never defined as a bad thing.


Who are you?

What are you made of?

© 2010 .SaveSydney!.

Author's Note

Honest opinions pleassee. :)

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This was amazing, i loved it sssooooo much and i hope to see more like it. Keep up the good work. =)


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Added on September 21, 2010
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