So yeah here's the poem that I've told you about. I hope you like it!
God of War
I phone a friend,
That lives ten miles away.
He phones his family,
Ten thousand miles away.
I email photos of myself,
With a haircut and new clothes.
He emails me a photo,
With hair and uniform in the desert wind that blows.
I spend a dollar-eighty,
For a ten minute phone call.
He spends up to a week,
For a ten minute call.
I complain about the food,
To buy, what a pain it is.
He complains about the food,
How dry and plain it is.
I wake up at 6:00am,
To walk a mile to school.
He wakes up at 11:00am,
To run around the motor pool.
I complain about the 60 degree weather,
Sitting under the shady noon.
He complains about the 110 degree weather,
Sitting in the middle of the dunes.
I scream at the monitor,
As I get killed in God of War.
He screams at the man in front,
Who got killed in the fog of war.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
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