The World is
a handful of colors...
Between these lines, we come to write,
we shall not judge, the black and white...
Captive
confined imprisoned...
Sometimes it's just the simple things in life
That will give us the biggest smile...
We are two clocks of different times
One much older and the other prime...
My fellow birds
With birds I fly, with birds I sing...
Happiness is a possession
Our joyiful ways...
Is it wrong to say
I can't stay at a place where race matters...
Fraudulent people are making
the earth a muddy domain...
Don't let anyone tell you what it is that you can...
Don't let people mold you, with their point of...
Is there an angel on my shoulder?
One that's keeping me alive...
A Different World
In other realms to most unknown...