Fun.
What is fun? ? ? ? This question came up.
Many young or old are bored, always with an empty cup.
Some want something, special they think it is better,
When they drink, smoke, drug, blow their brain, become a user.
Do you think these are fun? ? ? ? ? ?
How about we hear so much
Of the college kids hazing, parties and such,
Can you imagine those kids will became world leaders,
Doctors, layers, teachers and example for all peoples.
The world is never that same, spiraling forward,
So the challenges are growing according as standard.
Newer and newer problems come up for us all,
It is up to us how we face them, strong or we fall.
Choose to be noble and never a looser, that is the real living.
poem by LaSoaphia QuXazs
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