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Used to be Hero

Patricia,

Do you know? Do you remember? Things from long ago? Do you know that you used to be my hero? The person I thought I could always talk to? Do you remember when I called you mom?

I wish this letter was addressed to her; the woman I called mom; my hero. I used to think about asking dad where did you go; then I realized he was never there. So instead I realized the appropriate question for him is 'where have you been'. It was my hero who left me. It is you I must ask 'where did you go'. You used to be my hero.

Once upon a time,

You lived in Newell; Dad lived in Nisland. Matt and I we were at your house for the night. Mattie slept in our bunk in the back room. I slept on the floor in the livingroom. To raised voices I awoke. Daddy was drunk and you were fighting. You told him to leave and he grabbed Mattie. He took him out to his truck and you locked him out. To the door I ran screaming for Mattie, scared for my little brother. Not caring for my safety. You locked the door and pulled me back. Daddy soon was at the door screaming and pounding at the door for you to let him get his stuff. You ignored his rants and raves and called the police. I watched from the door as they arrived and Daddy, he put up a fight. The cops asked once, they asked twice, soon he was on the ground and put in vice. On his wrists they slapped the cuffs and dear little mattie was brought back to us. In the back of the police car Daddy went.

The End

That night you were my hero. You kept Mattie and me safe from Daddy when he was drunk. I only have one question for you now. Where did that Mommy go? My hero.....the person who was supposed to teach me everything in life. Your life seemed to fall apart in front of my eyes, but I did not see your pain. Only the pain inflicted on Mattie and me. I wish you could still be my hero, but that was lost a long time ago.

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poem by Cathy VanDorn
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A Hero?

Her hero is pretty and thin
Her hero is a hero to many
A hero of fame and a hero of fortune
A role model, a hero of glamour
Her hero is a hero to many

His hero is fit and fast
His hero is a hero to many
A hero of sport, a hero of games
A role model, a hero of victory
His hero is a hero to many

Her hero is clever yet plane
Her hero is a hero to few
A hero of science, a hero of logic
A role model, a hero of knowledge
Her hero is a hero to few

His hero is a hero of art but he is poor
His hero is a hero to few
A hero of word a hero of writings
A role model, a hero of language
His hero is a hero to few

But that’s the thing with your heros....
Hero worship is only skin deep.

poem by Timothy Venard
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My Daddy

My daddy was never there for me.
My daddy always drank.
My daddy told me I was worthless and unworthy of his time.
My daddy was the one who made me, but also broke me.

My daddy never came to my birthday parties.
My daddy came to my 5Th grade graduation drunk as can be.
My daddy would walk into my room every night with a belt in his hand.
My daddy was the one who shattered all my dreams.

My daddy wouldn't let me sleep until he hit me.
My daddy would tell me I'm nothing but a piece of crap.
My daddy was the one who tore my life into pieces.
My daddy is not my daddy any more...
He can be your daddy if you'll take him.

That man I called my daddy, he never was truly a daddy.

But he was still my daddy.

poem by Davina Teeling
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To be Hero

A hero is some one looked upto
Who others may love to be
A hero never loss hope
To be hero means to be courageous
And willing to put their life aside for another person
A hero is anybody or somebody that was loved
To be hero, must be successful
To be hero, may not be superhuman but must saved
If they say i'm to be hero
Hero must lead by sample because everyman is hero
Every hero is man

poem by Olaniyan Kehinde Hero Hko
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A Little Girl

A lil girl screams out in the night,

her hero comes a running,

as he pulls her close,

she knows he'll always be there.

A lil girl screams out in the night,

her boyfriend just ended it,

her hero comes a running,

he pulls her tight and wipes the tears away.

A lil girl screams out,

her hero comes a running,

her face is full of smiles,

he already knows whats coming.

A daddy crys out in the night,

his house is slient,

no more lil girls crying out in the night,

its time to let them go.

a lil girl hears her daddy crying,

its time to give the brid away,

no more having him run to her,

its time to give her away.

A lil girl crys out in the night,

she just got the call,

her hero is dying,

soon he'll be running to his daddy.

A lil girl crys out durning the day,

her daddy just passed away,

as she whisperes 'i'll always be your lil girl'

her daddy went off to Jesus.

poem by Lydia Kindle
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I am My Hero

Of

course! !

I am a hero,
my hero,
your hero,

CNN hero,
Fox Taxis Oil toxic hero

my street mate hero,

my African roommate hero,

United nation hero,

unesco
unicef

moncef
duracef

charl
du champs hero,

picasso hero

mozart,
bethoven
chichina
lovesky

hero,

and everybody hero?

of! course! ! ! ! !

-not off course-
I LOVE
MYSELF...

DO YOU THINK

OR DREAM

I OR i

WILL SELL MY SELF? ? ?
? ? ?

OR ASK FOR

YOUR

APPROVAL,

SQUARED AND OVAL

AS YOU

LOVE IT TO BE..

Of course i am
my own hero

but,
also

i am sure...
everyone is my hero.

poem by Atef Ayadi
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When A Hero Comes

When a hero comes
There'll be no more fear
When our hero comes
No longer will we shed tears

When that hero comes
They'll pave the way
To a brighter and better day
When a hero comes

When our hero arrives
Evil better beware
You better be prepared
Cause the bullets will rip through the air
When a hero comes

Now you better get ready
Cause its starting soon
And our hero will arrive at high noon

Cause when our hero comes
You better listen to what I say
Or you'll forfeit your life today
And now our hero comes

And now here he comes
To end all of our pain
And now that he's come
He'll clear away the stain
Cause our hero's come

And as the bullets fly
We will hear them cry
And finally the evil will die
Cause our hero came

poem by Vasto Grom
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Heros

A Hero Fights For You
A Hero Stands By Your Side
A Hero Is Willing To Go An Inch Longer

A Hero Knows What It's Like To Lose Someone
A Hero Knows What To Do Right Then
A Hero Never Leaves Someone Behind

A Hero Has Someone To Make Them Who They Are
A Hero Will Never Risk Someone To Save Himself
A Hero Always Takes The Risk Just For The Last One

We All Have A Hero In Us

We All Need Are Hero

poem by Jamie Newcomb
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Hero Takes A Fall

(s. hoffs/v. peterson)
Susanna
The hero is exposed when
His crimes are brought to the light of day
Wont be feeling sorry, sorry, sorry
On the judgement day
Wasnt it me who said
Therell be a price to pay
And I wont feel bad at all
When the hero takes a fall
When the hero takes a fall
(hero takes a fall) oh no
Your mother told you stories
You substitute with girls who tell you more
Suddenly you sight a fancy chance
Since love is at your door
Were seeing through you now
I saw it all before
And I wont feel bad at all
When the hero takes a fall
When the hero takes a fall
(hero takes a fall) oh no
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Emotion is a virtue
For you it is the one fatal flaw
Sitting on your throne and drinking
Thinking shell return your call
Every storys got an ending
Look out, here it comes, here it comes
And I wont feel bad at all
When the hero takes a fall
When the hero takes a fall
(hero takes a fall) oh no
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh

song performed by by Bangles
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My Daddy My Hero

Our time together was short
you were the man I looked up to

My hero till the end
I was young and didn’t
know the pain you were in

The day the call came
I thought no way not my daddy
he’s too strong

But your heart was the weak one
not you for you fought till the end

Our time together was too short
and I miss you still to this day

My hero until the end
I love you daddy

poem by Tammy Arthur
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05 - A Hero

A hero thinks of others before they think of themselves
A hero will die to protect
A hero can be of any age, any colour
A hero can be man, woman or child
A hero is courageous, loving and brave
A hero will never complain
A hero can be made in one act of compassion
Or years of tender loving care
Some hero's are remembered, whilst many are left forgotten
Hero's are angels in disguise, saving precious innocent lives

poem by Nicola Burkett
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Daddy's Little Princes

Wanna know why I'm daddy's little princess
I'm daddy's little princess
Cause of his love for me
Daddy would rather lay down his life for me
to keep me from harm
Daddy would rather wear rags
So that I can wear the best
Daddy would rather starve
So that I can have something to eat
Daddy would rather have an empty wallet
so that I can get a decent education
Daddy would rather give up the things he loves
so that he can see the smile on my face
Daddy would rather walk to work
So that I can have taxi fare
This is why I'm daddy's princes
Cause he is my hero
My provider
My comforter
My shield
My mentor
My friend
My joy
My light
He is my all
Wanna know why I'm daddy's little princess
cause
He is my KING and I'm his princess

poem by Vangile Mtyali
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Come Away Melinda

Daddy daddy, come and look, (come and) see what I have found
A little ways away from here, while digging in the ground
Come away melinda, come in and close the door
That things just a picture book they had before the war.
Daddy daddy, come and see, daddy, hurry, do!
(why) theres someone in a (party/pretty) dress and shes all grown up just like you
(wont you tell me why)
Come away melinda, come in and close the door
(that) someone is your mommy, you had before the war.
Daddy daddy tell me (please tell me) if you can
Why things cant be the way they were before this war began?
Come away melinda, come in and close the door
The answer lies in yesterday, before they had the war...
(instrumental)

song performed by by Ufo
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A Hero Is Born.

A hero is born out of the gutter he comes. The rich plot his death and kingdoms want him gone. A hero is born; out of oppression he came the spark of a change is what he brings. A hero is born; into hate is where he lives, yet he smiles and says I am the way. A hero is born and now the wealthy will cry, for he is a lord in disguise. A hero was born to be a champion of the poor but first he must die so he can be reborn. A hero has come and soon you will cry no more for this hero is the truth and freedom he brings. no matter who or where, you can be free. for the hero I speak of is the one who made me. at all truth I cry and strive in pain but the hero has many names. So my loved ones and all! The little heroes in the sea. Remember he is with you and me. So take heart and war with me fight the good fight and one day we will be one with three.

poem by Gary Manning
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The Hero and The Villain

When you see a Hero,
what do you think of the Hero?
'The Hero is Amazing'
'The Hero saves lives'
'The Hero is a bad person, not even human.'
'He stinks and I don't like the hero.'

People love the hero,
they love the hero cause he saves lives,
they love him cause he protects the city,

Some people don't like the hero cause they are
the ones who do crime.

Crimes like murder, kidnapping, stealing, sell drugs,
rob banks..... but the person who hates the hero the
most..... is the Villain.

The ones who hate the Villain the most is the people,
the hero never takes a life, the hero doesn't hate the Villain, the hero wants to help the Villain.

The Villain knows he needs help, but the Villain Doesn't want help, the Villain has been through an emotional life, the villains hates everyone...

Everyone knows a Superhero story goes, the Villain ends up Dead..

Everyone must know this..

Sometimes all the Villains were once heroes..

You die a hero, or you live long enough to see
yourself become the Villain....

poem by Noel Lopez
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What Is A Hero

A hero is a Dad,
who carries your heart onto his with his unconditional love.

A hero is a Dad,
who builds your first pair of wings to enable you to fly on your own.

A hero is a Dad,
who builds your faith when all hope tumbles out from your heart.

A hero is a Dad,
who builds you a magical ladder to keep you high off the ground.

A hero is a Dad,
who builds your confidence so you make it through the wind and rain.

A hero is a Dad,
who builds your strength beyond his own when your life with pain collides.

A hero is a Dad,
who knows when he must step aside when another hero has come to carry your heart onto his.

A hero is a Dad,
who builds his strength of having to let go when walking his little girl down the aisle to place her heart onto the heart of another hero.

poem by Linda Patino
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Minnie And Mattie

Minnie and Mattie
And fat little May,
Out in the country,
Spending a day.
Such a bright day,
With the sun glowing,
And the trees half in leaf,
And the grass growing.
Pinky white pigling
Squeals through his snout,
Woolly white lambkin
Frisks all about.
Cluck! cluck! the nursing hen
Summons her folk, -
Ducklings all downy soft
Yellow as yolk.
Cluck! cluck! the mother hen
Summons her chickens
To peck the dainty bits
Found in her pickings.
Minnie and Mattie
And May carry posies,
Half of sweet violets,
Half of primroses.
Give the sun time enough,
Glowing and glowing,
He'll rouse the roses
And bring them blowing.
Don't wait for roses
Losing to-day,
O Minnie, Mattie,
And wise little May.
Violets and primroses
Blossom to-day
For Minnie and Mattie
And fat little May.

poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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Mr. Hero

I found this hero today.
They looked right through me,
As though I were invisible.
They never noticed me,
What a smile I had on my face.

I am happy to see you, Mr. Hero,
But you don't see that I'm right here.
You're looking right through me.
You're not seeing that I'm here.

Mr. Hero, I am here to save you,
For you are my hero no longer.
I'm here to take care of you, Mr. Hero,
Not for you to take care of me.

Wake up, Mr. Hero.
I'm here to take your temperature.
I'm here to make sure you're all better.
Mr. Hero, I'm sorry to inform you,
But you're not my hero anymore.

poem by Shannon Nicole
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Hero

My hero is no hero at all.
My hero silently walks these empty halls.
As I falter…
As I fall…
My hero continues to walk these silent…empty halls,
These halls are windows into my hell.
Servants of Baal…
Here they dwell.
Frozen inequities… How fickle they are to me
My hero possesses no qualities at all.
My hero…has virtues but none known well
My hero only protects his respect.
My hero… is no hero at all.

poem by Juxtaposed Jealousy
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She Was My Hero

My Hero
I used to call her my hero.
now she is my zero.
she had big dreams then she
threw them away.
The one that could take a punch
from the one was supposed
to love us most.She was the one
that would fall and get
rite back up even if life was hell.
The one i used to call
My Hero was the one i looked up to
most in my life. She was there
when my dad left.When my mom relapsed
again. But the sad thing is was
she was'nt there when i needed her
most. I use to call her
My Hero.Now all she is to me is my ZERO.

poem by Destiny Vancil
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Come Away Melinda

Daddy, daddy, come and look
See what I have found
A little ways away from here
While digging in the ground
Come away melinda
Come in and close the door
Its nothing, just a picture-book
They had before the war
Daddy, daddy, come and see
Daddy, come and look
Why, theres four or five
Little melinda girls
Inside my picture book
Come away melinda
Come in and close the door
There were lots of little girls like you
Before they had the war
Oh daddy, daddy, come and see
Daddy, hurry do
Why, theres someone
In a pretty dress
Shes all grown up like you
Wont you tell me why
Come away melinda
Come in and close the door
That someone is your mummy
You had before the war
Daddy, daddy, tell me if you can
Why cant things be
The way they were
Before the war began
Come away melinda
Come in and close the door
The answer lies in yesterday
Before they had the war

song performed by by Uriah Heep
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