The world is an ugly place...

The world out there is an ugly place.. that was the words spoken by my father...

he sees ppl dying of hunger, men killing for weapons, stealing lives for nothing more than money,, just some simple piece of paper...

he hears the bombs going off, the animals dying for the sake of fun,, he tells me that no good can come from the world, for the world is an ugly place...

he sees the faces of little aids orphans walking by, the way their parents hit them, scream at them, the tears that they have in the morning sun...

he smells the blood stained clothing of ppl that has done ugly things,, he cries for the broken families that have not yet known...

he says that the world is such an ugly place,,,

i see the world as an secret waiting to be discovered... thats the words flowing in my thoughts...

i see butterflies, music coming from a young mans mind, i hear the sun talking to the Dew on the morning grass, the wetness of my feet when i walk on it...

i see children growing, learning to lick a lollipop, eating ice cream,, i feel the love of a brother and his small young sister, sharing a cool drink...

i smell the taste of spices in the fields, the colours flowing through the grasses,, i meet new ppl with such a hunger in their eyes to be taught...

i look at babies and why they know so much,, i dance to the movement to the moon and her stars,, i know that i am free,, here in this secret world wanting to be discovered...