My face isn't carved in a mountain. I've never been struck by lightning.
I've never saved a crying baby from a burning house fire nor have I over come my misfortunes in life to acquire a name for myself. I consider myself a writer although all I've written is only pieces of torn limbs of my distraught existence. (a bunch of poems)
Thursday, October 22, 2015
Humanity (believe you me:-)
Quite simply put
People need to believe
What ever they need
To be at peace
With themselves
To save this planet
from our own selfish greed.
No hate believing
Peace could be
Believing in you
And believing in me.
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