You swing that thing with ease each day
All that time in those leafed lands...
True beauty shines within us
So why do we talk to mirrors...
War is a commodity, by which we live
A product we all produce and sell...
Contrasting colours
of nature shine equally...
Freewrite...
Onto a cow field
They did trot...
maroon, and mottled.
stem worn thin...
Some shores are best unkempt
Intricate glass carvings and glass...
This world is filled with hate and war
with greed and ego at the fore...
That's the appealing thing about speech
It's a billboard of open space...
Confused and poisoned thoughts to begin
Uneducated words of minds twisting within...
I know your own doubts have misled you
To think that you are a nobody...