Stand Up

Im unable to stand against ths grief
Im trying very hard to make it right
Ill sit up in my bed and wait
Thinking about it every night.

I cant help that im in sorrow
Maybe ill see wat comes tomorrow
For what understanding does knowledge bring
When wat ue do aint worth a thing.

Who cares wat everyone says
Just go ahead nd do it your way,
Find wat things mean the most to ue
And worship it before your through.

Make a change for those who care
Make sure that its sincere
Remember the day wen we will meet
Or else forget it and just stay weak.

by monique jason

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This is amazing- the spelling and words are from another time and that should make us stumble but I found the flow went on unimpeded by the ages.
Wow I love this piece of poetry john