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07-03-2006, 12:13 PM | #1 (permalink) |
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the poem
The poem!
Slow Dance This is a poem written by a teenager with cancer. She wants to see how many people get her poem. It is quite the poem. Please pass it on. This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital. It was sent by a medical doctor – Make sure to read what is in the closing statement AFTER THE POEM. ................. SLOW DANCE Have you ever watched kids On a merry-go-round? Or listened to the rain Slapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight? Or gazed at the sun into the fading night? You better slow down. Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last. Do you run through each day On the fly? When you ask How are you? Do you hear the reply? When the day is done ! Do you lie in your bed With the next hundred chores Running through your head? You'd better slow down Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last. Ever told your child, We'll do it tomorrow? And in your haste, Not see his sorrow? Ever lost touch, Let a good friendship die Cause you never had time To call and say,"Hi" You'd better slow down. Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last. When you run so fast to get somewhere You miss half the fun of getting there. When you worry and hurry through your day, It is like an unopened gift.... Thrown away. Life is not a race. Do take it slower Hear the music Before the song is over. -------------------- Dear All: This young girl has 6 months left to live, and as her dying wish, she wanted to send a letter telling everyone to live their life to the fullest, since she never will. She'll never make it to prom, graduate from high school, or get married and have a family of her own. this is some powerful shit....amazing flow don't you think?
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07-03-2006, 12:48 PM | #2 (permalink) |
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I always become very cynical about e-mails which are sent around containing poems and messages sent by so-and-so who is in one terrible situation or another... but regardless of whether the opening and closing statements are true, Adidass is right, that poem has a really great flow and the ending section:
"Life is not a race. Do take it slower Hear the music Before the song is over." Is fantastic for how it plays on the previously used theme: "You'd better slow down. Don't dance so fast. Time is short. The music won't last." Changing it from a suggestion to an instruction. Whether or not this was written by a terminally ill girl, its really good... |
07-03-2006, 12:50 PM | #3 (permalink) |
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yeah, it's irrelevant, i thought it was so well rounded and the rhyming was really good....smashing effort i would say....
oh and you're going to hell for not buying the cancer story...:-/ sorry, i'm having a *black humour* day...
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07-03-2006, 01:06 PM | #4 (permalink) | |
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Actually, I was quite tempted to tear the poem to shreds, but then thought better of it (partly because it is really good, so I'd have to lie... mainly because it might involve tearing a terminally ill girl's poem to shreds...) |
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