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Come.
Come to one of the greatest country on earth.
Italians came.
English came.
Irish came.
Africans came.
Spanish came.
Hispanics came.
Japaneses and Chinese and host of others came

We an open invitation to others to come.
Immigrates, we all are.

History has pointed out that certain power sectors complains.
Mainly because they can't continue on with their selfish ways.

Certain percentages was started by this group.
Way back in in the decades.

We accept them doing times of wars.
To join our forces and fight our wars.
That's life.

We seen the worst of America, at certain times.
Segregation, is a great case that comes to mind.

We place Asians groups within concentration camps.
And they was legal Americans.

No one group made this country great.
All races has something they know they contributed.

Some of our best scientists came from all races.
Some we read about within the papers.

And it was because of immigration.

As long as their live and dreams.
Let that soul seek America's to achieve those dreams.
The two biggest things
That will change your life is
Attitude and love

With attitude and love
Comes confidence

With confidence
Comes satisfaction

A life that we all live for
Now keep god in your heart
And you will be unstoppable

As I have given to God
He has doubled back to me

As I slowed down with him
He did the same to me

Now that I'm back with him
He is back with me

These are not just words
This is how my life went

He has now brought me
Back my wealth
I will never lose it again

What I thought was strange
Is that the more I give away now
The more I get back
Today is not my day.
I feel like.. like.. I've lost it,
I feel like I've lost my special talent..
What if I never had a talent what if I really am not a writer or a poet, what if everything my teacher and friends say is a lie.. What if I really do have a talent and **** it's gone just like that. Oh boy, I feel it in my chest.. I feel the lie and the lack of confidence in myself... No, no!  I will NOT tear myself down after I've worked hard to bring myself up. No! I am good I'm not perfect or amazingly great but I AM good. After all I'm just a beginner right.
My talent has just shown itself.. This may not be a poem but this is me. This is what they say is my talent.. They say I am a good writer. I must see this for myself.
On this night i feel sad and many other emotions i can not explain to anyone but you my fellow hello poetry family for you may be the only souls to understand my words of sorrow.
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