Harsh visions for such youth to witness.
Harsh tones cutting through the static air, thunderous waves resounding all
around.
Harsh approaches flung all about, heightening the exponential tension.
Harsh animosity pitched to the other, not wanting to harbor such violent emotion, but at a loss for any rational expression.
O! that fine line between such passionate human emotion
That no one seems to understand ‘til found dancing precariously along its edges
Waiting for a mere gust of decision or happenstance to flick them to either side.
(A poem I did for my English class in the style of Walt Whitman.)
Harsh approaches flung all about, heightening the exponential tension.
Harsh animosity pitched to the other, not wanting to harbor such violent emotion, but at a loss for any rational expression.
O! that fine line between such passionate human emotion
That no one seems to understand ‘til found dancing precariously along its edges
Waiting for a mere gust of decision or happenstance to flick them to either side.
(A poem I did for my English class in the style of Walt Whitman.)
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