Contemplation Poem by Tobias Gray
Contemplation
As you sit in the dark
And contemplate your death
You ask yourself, “Why? ”
The answer is because your weak.
The weak die.
The strong survive.
The weak get in the way
The strong go on their way
That is the answer
To the question, “Why? ”
you sound like a Sparton king, this is true though, the weak do get in the way, but if it were not for the weak, the strong could not exist.
never thought of it that way before...hm.....interesting. good job. very well written.
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I would like to translate this poem
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5/2/2024 12:44:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
this is a very good poem...i really liked this one, i give it a ten ~hazel