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Saturday Mix: Poem – Synchronicity – “Seventeen at Heart” #amwriting #poetry #SaturdayMix 


Thank you to Teresa from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for holding last week’s Saturday Mix. The prompt topic is to use the number seventeen in someway. 

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Credit: Eden Hills

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When I was seventeen years old, 

A wise man told me to enjoy, 

Be free. 

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When I was seventeen I saw, 

Poverty in Mexico such —

Suffering. 

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A cycle that can’t be undone, 

Without a better government, 

Wages raised. 

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Without education for all, 

Who seek to improve their lives torn, 

Hoping. 

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When I was seventeen I saw, 

Stray dogs wandering without homes, 

Hungry. 

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The children starved, the animals, 

Begged for lefover scraps, they’re both, 

Love starved. 

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When I was seventeen met, 

Old frenemies and rebonded, 

New times. 

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When I was seventeen turned, 

Eighteen in July still felt, 

A child. 

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At eighteen, I felt seventeen, 

At twenty two I felt the same, 

Not grown. 

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Then I learned it’s your outside that, 

Changes, age is mythology, 

There are —

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Times in your life where the world, 

Makes you hurt, learn, dissemble, 

Go on. 

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Hope’s there for all who choose to be, 

Seventeen at heart forever, 

Means strength, 

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Means trivialities, meaningless, 

Faith is a laturn, guides footsteps, 

In dark. 

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