http://slow.writerscafe.org/Percy_Pound The original writings of author Percy Pound en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776105047 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Four walls I builtTo stand the tests of timeFour walls, all rooksStand to protect their king.But four wallsTo proud and overbearingSuffocated the false prince, me.I've prayed,Because i'm weak I've lived,A life were i'm meekI smile,To paint you a pretty picture. Not to say i'm handsome.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Percy_Pound/1810813/ What are you going to do? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Percy_Pound/1756307/ There once was a bright, young kidWho always wanted to know things no one ever didHe grew up too fast, as his kid sadly do,.And woke upon a day...something entirely new.He realized his purpose, still confused like the rest,But he could do one thing right; he would do it well until he was laid down t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Percy_Pound/1742819/ LoveSuch a fragile, tragic thingA knife in the sideA rose on the groundA smile in on the street A light in the darkSeven billion people, but you only need oneSome people say more equals more funYoung men, go for the poor in smilesThe broken and tornThe ones who need a strong friend firstAn.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Percy_Pound/1734062/ In a few days, i'll get timeTo help you grow and get rid of that grime,Hidden underneath thick, hard skin,And i'll get inside that heart you never let anybody in.You've been wearing a mask To hide your true tasks.But not with me, with me.So take it off, back away,Trust me, I know just what to s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Percy_Pound/1731514/ The girl in the corner,the one with the scars,hidden by all the barsshe locked herself behind.The awkward boy who looks her waybut doesn't know what to say, sees her wrists and in her headand is filled with dread.O God O God, who did this?She looks with troubled eyes,her iris milky and murky wi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Percy_Pound/1729925/ One the edge of something greatBut also one mistake away From breaking my own dreamsNo matter how much they may gleam.I've watched from afar,My whole life andI know you andI know you have all this strife.I see you crying in the cornerClenching your fist in hallsWriting a list To save other.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Percy_Pound/1728502/ The pen a swordThe paper a battlefieldThe audience a captive, a hostageScribble, scribble, scribble...One chance to get the point acrossOne do, no tryTo convince them to join our sideScribble, scribble, scribbleTo conquer is to captivateAnd to have no mercy is toHave no fearScribble, scribble, scrib.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Percy_Pound/1723482/ . . . http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Percy_Pound/1722397/