i see
this is how it goes
this is what happens
Big person
Big leader
rule the world
until their end
but what about us
the small people
the nobodies
we dont get a choice
we dont get a say
when we go to war
when the world changes
we are stuck here
in our small towns
in our small places
watching the Big people
make bad decisions
watch our world break
watch the end come
we dont get a say
in who lives
in who dies
in how the story goes
cuz the Big people
run the show
we all know
we all know
we all know
this is a small world we live in
this is not our story
it's theirs
we will never be a superhero
never the protagonist
antagonist
we are the peasants
we are small
small
small people
small people
small world
nobodies
compared to the Big people
the Big people run the world
never our world
never good enough to have a say
small people
small world
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This is a really interesting poem. It's so simple and straightforward, and I think the repetition works really well to reinforce the idea. It shows how the world works, and how the narrator and all the "small people" who can relate know they just have to go along with what the "Big people" say. They don't get a choice or a say because the Big people run it all. The narrator doesn't even get to be the protagonist or main character of their own life; it's all run by the Big people. This shows the imbalance of power and the narrator's frustration really well. The repetition of "small" at the end also reinforces that sense of powerlessness the narrator feels. I liked this!
You did a fine job
Writing your poem
I think you were born
To be a poet
That is the gift that God
Gave to
I see that you are using
That gift
You should be proud of
Your daily tasks
Also never think about
What other think of you
You should just
Try to be yourself
Also you were not born by chance
It was God that created you in
His image
Also God loves you
Without limits
You should continue to
Pray to God every night
Before you go to bed