I wrote this poem for my school’s annual magazine.
Look around, there are stories everywhere
Stories that need to be told
Stories that need to be seen.
Stories about love, stories about gain,
Stories about tragedy, stories about pain.
Somewhere in the corner a poet is
Writing poems about his dead daughter.
A little girl is exchanging her candies for flowers
To give to her father who will go to the war.
A socially isolated man is screaming
That his glorious past is unseen.
And a blind man is imagining the colours
He has never seen.
The most famous surgeon of the town
Was not always famous.
And the singer of yester years
Is no more famous.
A millionaire is turned into beggar
And a beggar into millionaire.
A teenager is teaching the poor
After her hectic routine at the school.
While we are searching for a single inspiration.
Thousands of stories are…
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