We struggle in a state of lunacy,
Filled with volatile beliefs,
We crawl in a pit of confusion.
Like moths around a flame,
We fight over the unknown,
Drowning in the darkness of discrimination,
We fail to see all the similarity.
Lost in the delusions of power,
We lose a grip on life,
Unaware of the beauty of love,
We pour hatred into our souls.
Starve your suspiscions,
Free your soul from rage,
Love is all we need,
Lets fill our hearts with it.
1 comment:
gr8 job ra....a moving piece of writing.....i feel nw u hav all the reserves to strt plublishing a buk
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