Whitney HoustonWhitney Houston.Whitney Houston4 years ago in Concrete Poetry
Her entrancing voice has aroused millions of ears.
Her melodious tunes have been and will be played for many years.
Her vocal range and heartfelt words have ignited international tears.
She has been subject of controversy and rumours throughout her career.
Her popularity has fluctuated debatably but has influenced every global division.
Her lyrics reached the stars and made an eternal and memorable collision.
Her songs have inspired millions and brought many dreams in to fruition.
Undoubtedly the all-star heavenly choir have acquired another invaluable addition.
I don't care when a celebrity diesI don't care when celebrities diesI don't care when a celebrity dies4 years ago in Free Verse
Why should I care that Whitney Houston dies?
Or Michael Jackson?
Sure they have made great music
I have never met them
They didn't die for a good cause
And they wouldn't care if I died tomorrow
So why should I care?
What about the hundred of soldiers dying for our country?
What about the starving children in Africa?
I would rather take a day of silence for them than hear about a celebrity's death.
I am not heartless
I just don't see the point
In caring of the death of someone society deemed 'important'
I will cry when a family member dies
Or when someone takes their own life
Or when a child dies
I won't cry when a celebrity dies
And I never will.
Society puts too much
On what they think is important
I just stopped caring.
Bubble Gum and LollipopsA/N: God. It hurt writing this. XD I do think BenPop is cute but I felt Mordecai and Benson glaring at me for this betrayal. I'm sorry if this sucks, futureauthor13. I tried! Enjoy, and up next? Chapter 17!Bubble Gum and Lollipops4 years ago in Free Verse
Benson was in the golf cart, on his way to the garage, when he heard Pops' giggling.
Normally this didn't concern Benson. Pops was a giggly person. But he told Benson he'd be inside all day. So Benson curiously parked the cart and followed the lollipop man's laughter to a green table near the swing set. Pops was drinking tea with an unfamiliar little girl with black pigtails, a gray and white baby doll dress and shiny black dress shoes. Benson kept his eye on her as he approached the two and asked Pops sweetly, "Pops! Whose your new friend?"
Pops took a breath but laughed out, "Benson! Benson my good man, I must introduce you to Adeline!"
"Greetings Mr. Benson," the girl revealed t