Naruto, by:
Masashi Kisimoto

Author.

In a small country​

Kids have big dreams​

Writing and drawing​

Ideas become real​

Someone like him​

Might be the next him​

You never know your future​

Until you live it for real​

Laugh, but you’ll cry​

They said speak your mind​

So he wrote a whole universe​

It was one of his kind​

Speak your mind​

Young child, everybody​

Will hear this time.​

Sasuke

Coming back after two years​

Training made him lose his fears​

Maybe he will hear, and listen​

This time might be different​

He left full of anger​

His brother killed his whole family​

Revenge in his mind​

He wants him to die​

Darkness in his soul​

He thinks he will fly​

But he won’t do much more​

Than what he did last time.​

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The fight

The two look at each other​
with anger in their eyes​
they will fight​
years of training in their minds​
fire in their soul and knives in their hands​
last time they’ll do it​
they can’t hear anyone​
they will fight​
once friends ​
now the most powerful​
ninjas alive​
and for the last time ever​

They will fight.​
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After match

Both in the floor​

Tired and bloody​

Nothing is left​

But the feel of hurry​

We didn’t win​

We didn’t lose​

He asked me why​

I said youre my friend​

The hate inside you​

Will get you dead​

You realized it was a mistake​

When the hate for your brother ran away​

You asked me why​

I said “’cause we’re friends”​

Y

ou finally realized​

What it was like​

Love instead of hate​

Now you know how to act​

No more pain​

For us ever again​

The war ended​

And we’re friends again​

I guess that was the point ​

Of staying alive​

We came a long way ​

Not just to die​

We saved everybody​

Even ourselves​

Now we in peace, we’re finally friends.​

Theme

A poem is no different than a book​

Both tell a story, one with less hook​

You must read one way more than the other​

Even though it has less words​

Its meaning its hidden​

This book had a hidden meaning too​

Like the ninjas of the hidden leaf village​

Or the war because of a dead girl​

Or the war between two friends​

One never will understand unless ​

You live it yourself​

This book was good​

But with a hidden meaning​

Might as well read it yourself ​

And find another meaning.

my analysis

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his was fun, Good character development​

all of them shined bright like the moon​

A lot of sad moments, as well as happy ones​

A lot of crazy situations that make sense at the end​

A lot of everything that makes it a good story​

I love this book​

Im sure this made a before and after in my brain​

Made me see my friendships differently​

Made me realize about stuff that’s going on​

That is going to make me happier if they don’t go on​

I love this book.​

I have a dream
Where technology is no longer a new thing
where people’s health matter more than the king’s
where the poor can be happy
where people love without barriers
I have a dream
where wars are no longer a thing
where bullying isn’t a cool thing
I have a dream
where every kid has a dream
where every kid has a home
I have a dream.

-What are we going to eat?
I asked
-Food
she said
-then I’ll leave
She asked where
I replied somewhere
She asked why
For a reason, I said
A lot of information can be traded
but if you know the answer
why ask?
its like looking or something that’s missing
and you realize it’s in your left hand
my mom is sarcastic
shes nice though
only when she’s happy.

They ask "what is life?"
Why are we here today and gone tomorrow?
why does death bring such pain and sorrow?
they ask "what is life?"
is it hard for us to perceive?
why before we die we see everything we lived?
why are you so scared of death?
if you don't die you won't be able to fly
is death really sad?
why do we feel like that when someone dies?
doesn't death feel like a dance?
isn't it quick?
like the glance of someone who loves you when you speak?
when you're not scared of death
 aren't you supposed to be sick?
the sick gets happy when the healthy one dies
why did i sell my soul at 30% off?
like throwing a dice, matter of luck?
talking is like a vice, but why?
does it feel nice?
i'd be scared to live rather than to die.
is that bad?
is that sad?
should I live my life to the fullest?
so if I'd never die it wouldn't feel so bad?
death doesn't feel so sad after all.
does it?

To be me you have to be kind
be yourself
a little mean, but kind
being me is hard
I am how I am
don't use your mind that much
and just act
do whatever makes you happy 
know where your feet are
not in the clouds
but in the same place you start
to be me isn't hard
just be yourself 
and you'll be fine