ähm, ja Können wir machen
aber.. ich stelle jetzt mal meine gedichte hier rein

hehhe
hab ich gerade geschreiben.. ist für die schule >.>; geht Über the WTO
Ich muss das morgen an der lehrerin geben, also.. wenn ihr kritik hat, dann gerne : D undso, dann kann ich es (noch) ändern
The Helping Hand Illusion
I watch people gather around me
consuming, interacting
some showing how big they are, intimidating
others trying to sneak away quietly, so fragile
I watch the people form groups
a few gentlemen chatter, huddled close together
a boy who seemed to have just recovered
from a disease, being hugged by his foster
I watch a lady throw a superior look upon
the shabby, ill individuals
scattered around the room
disliked through looks and status
I watch a baby cry
trying to reach
for the golden pendulum
held by the lady, playfully pulling it away
I watch the gentlemen break apart
I watch them form couples with outcasts
I watch them take the baby from the ground
whispering comforting words
the lady nods, the boy smiles
they know
they are still favoured
by their men
their conspiracy