I said to the World, "I've arrived.I, Kate Bloomfield, have come at last."
The World paid no attention.
I said to the World, "Hey World, here I am!Don't you understand?It's me, Kate Bloomfield."
The World ignored me.
I took myself into a corner.
"Guess what?" I whispered. "I made it.You know ... Kate Bloomfield."
My Self bellowed, "YeaaaAAY, Kate!"And spun six somersaults up the middle of Main Street.
The World turned.
"What did you say?" said the World.
I paid no attention.
After all, I gave it its chance.
It's not my fault that it missed me.
By Jean Little
8 comments:
Soon leave us my dear?
Even Id and Ego might be sad!
I guess the world can kiss kate's ass :-)
Peace and Love,
Ali's Zay (LoversA.blogspot.com)
Woweee my first spam! I'm getting popular!
You lucky girl, you.
Oooh, I like this poem, it's like something I would write myself. I always feel like people underestimate me at work. I'm like, "HELLO! I'm GOOD at this!" and no one listens. Later, I get recognized for something that is hardly important and I am disappointed. People seem to care about the dumbest things and the things that are so important are often overlooked.
Thanks for the poem! Merry Christmas!
T
T
Interesting poem.
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