Big KidsA Poem by Mitch HallA short piece about those who think that age is simply a number!
Big Kids
Age A curious word depicting a curious thing Simply a number A life choice perhaps? Or just how we all think and feel, within. Society expects, Dictates his will upon the lot To change To force Whether we agree or not. The masses They play along, bending to his will Wrong or right? Choosing, perhaps, To stay within the system? Staying still. The others We do it our way, as is our wont They say we rebel To make a name for us You can just call us “Les Enfants”. Stop and look. We’re no crusaders, not looking to forbid We’re carefree Easygoing yet essential We are, simply, JUST BIG KIDS! © 2011 Mitch HallAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on December 23, 2011 Last Updated on December 23, 2011 AuthorMitch HallSheffield, South Yorkshire, United KingdomAboutMitch, 19, student of Food and Nutrition at Sheffield Hallam University. Unashamedly English, horrendously self-critical, never with enough time in the week to do everything that I'd like. more.. |

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