When i see a bird i know it flies because it has wings but why are trees green
When is see a cactus i see a plant but yet still i dont understand why trees are green.

Hello everyone this is not a poem i wrote for fun and only for fun no meaning not one not all not none
Its not that great it's not that cool it's not  made for the wise simply made for a fool. someone who laughs and drinks in the rain so join me my friends and do the same. I'm not saying it doesn't rhyme for it surely does but I'm not quite sure that's how it is done . You see poetry is made of 15 vowels one like duck cat horse girl bird or cow. Syllables and meaning which also mean the same whether equal close separate par or on far lane. but added all together makes a similar sound. Added together in far put vowels

Apple pie Rock&Roll Elvis Presley 7 fold.
Ford trucks Chevy too stars of white flag of blue.
A rebel yell from the south our brothers north join our shout.
We are a country free and true America how i love you.

For all the fallen in Las Vegas God be with you and may he save us.
An evil deed has been done and some are felt left feeling numb.
You hurt no one but yet received something cruel and dark and mean.
Mothers fathers saved their children as bullets rained down and shot and killed them.
I know your pain iv'e been there to so know I'm always here for you.

Fire Death in the air i wake up screaming like im back over there,
Mothers father children same all have seem to die in vain.
Soldiers brothers throughout the land fighting combat hand in hand.
Forever and ever i shed a tear for all my brothers i lost in years.

C130 rolling down the strip airborne ranger on a one way trip mission unspoken destination unknown airborne ranger ain't never coming home
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They flew out to a place called Iraq he jumped out the plane he held to his pack he hit the ground rolling he jumped out his gear he led to his marker to find a true fear.
Just 3 klicks that miles for you he lost a good friend but that's nothing new cause out in the desert its hell or its all cause during a war its ***** to the wall.

I write and I type day and by night.
A book full of poem's a heart full of flight.
A dream of another a girl i once knew.
A kiss from an angel a poem that i drew.
Is it art is it tell me oh Devil which condemns me what might it be.
Is it lust is it anger or hate or deceit.
**** you for evil you fooled me again.
I continue to write and it seems for no end.
Save me oh save my readers to be my mind it is broken like glass or a leak.
My soul is condemned for all i have done.
Oh **** it to hell I'm finally done.