POEM STARTER

Write a poem, in any structure, about something that you find beautiful.

With freedom of structure, style, and rhythm, how will you use these elements to reflect the beauty you admire?

…those people…

Those people How do they do it? Live like no one’s watching Like the world is safe and kind Other people are **Always** Watching So how do they do those things? How are they so friendly, Helpful Cheerful Sweet When no doubt, something in their life Is going horribly wrong? How do they not snap? Break under the pressure of society? How do they strive through persecutors? How do they **live**, just **live** fully? At first I thought it was religion And I suppose that plays part into it But some people don’t believe In a higher power So, how do _they_ do it? I’ve studied, I’ve watched, I’ve listened And I’ve found it out: It’s a choice, a choice to live that way, to believe that everything _will_ be okay, even when it’s not. And I realized, that even though kindness is seen as weak—those people are the strongest of us all. I wish I could be as such. Do you? Or do you want to stay hidden, unimportant, and comfortable in your society ridden coach?
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