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Overlooking Success

A place of kindness and support
A place which opens hearts and helps develop true self
From basketball, to swimming
From swimming to counseling self
To become better future leader
Some call it home
Some say vacation
But I say
It's a place where morals and rules come into affect
A place which strengthens the weak and humbles the strong
A place where you can meet multiple races
Whether Black, White, Straight or Gay
The bond which grows changes visions of masked actions
Causing new sights to be revealed
This is my friend
This is my support
This is my door

- Allen

Each one teach one means being supportive,
Even if we are across the borders.

We can all make a difference in our community,
When we all decide to believe in unity.

When we learn to respect,
We can all affect.

So, always work together,
To make this place a little better.

poem by Door staff member Eric Shuler

Two Paths, One Choice.......... Both wrong
By: Passionate Cries

I feel trapped
Within a hole
That’s eating alive
My strength that
I knowingly need
To maintain this
Everlasting hope

For I still receive
No money in any
One direction
Still I carry with me
The patience of knowing
That thy good and humble deeds
Shall be rewarded in due time

But now I question if
I’m a fool for being
So biblical in a materialistic
World where money and power
Is all that matters

So now. . .
Still I’m being called
Lazy for nobody sees
What I have done
On my own
Even though there’s no
Progress without struggle
There’s no benefit from gain
Without show

So without show
I’m forced to roam alone
Patiently waiting for
My chance of redemption
That will build the foundation
For everything that I stand for

Believe in the Lord
And ye shall struggle and prosper
Believe in material economics
And ye shall be rich a powerful

Here I am battling
The forces of good and evil
One being a spiritual hunger
The other a global crave

One a told need to
See life everlasting
The other another told need
To survive tomorrows
Economic change

A crave and burning desire
Two in which both are
Not an option
The untold causes of
Live and death
We will never hear about
In school

So where do I belong
In a world ran by desire
As a hunger that can
Never be satisfied

For I can only eat to live
But if they are only
Living to eat
Then my day of rest is sure to come
For then my physical hunger
Is no longer met

My position in a confused world
By: Passionate Cries

My heart will always
Tell my mind
That no matter what
I will see it though
Even if the truth doesn’t show

I can proudly say
My life is led and created
From my own beliefs
But still it means nothing
To those who don’t understand

The population vs. my generation
Is knowingly unable to be
Given a percentile
For there is only one of me
And how many of you
I can not count
For that number
Constantly changes
Fifteen times within the second

So how can I alone
Change the hearts of all
If no one is willing to listen
Forever was I blessed
To reach the hearts
Of the spiritually wounded
That literally nobody gave a damn about

Be I not an angel nor judge
But the one who’s been sent
To restore peace within
For I too have felt the pain
Buried inside your hidden darkness
Still without causing
The same pain you call revenge

Here it is
My mind consistently
Running away from me
For I know the difference
Between understanding and programming

On is made to create the same
The other to create a numerous
And consistent change