Litteratur: Hope. kritkk på dikt

[EvenEleven]

Hope

 

 

Racism racism, where art thou?

I see I see, and it’s very cold.

 

A little girl trapped in a world of hate.

She realizes That when she is pushed away.

 

The light of hope grows darker and darker.

But there will be a Hero and he is pushing faster and faster.

 

When will he come, time is short.

Soon I will loose my only hope.

 

I see I see He is coming now.

And around him there is nothing dark.

 

The end is near of this wicked world.

But will it ever be fair?

 

 

 

Jeg vil kanskje bytte ut de 2 siste injene.

 

Grunnen til at det siste ikke rimer er at det skal vekke oppmerksomhet og ettertanke.

 

Må også få en bedre tittel.

 

legger ved bildet der diktet er fra.

Endret 10. juni 2008 av EvenEleven