The Warrior
stands
against the time
he looks
at the horizon,
with sadness
on his eyes
he too has been
laughed at,
punched on the face
left behind, ignored,
shamed, persecuted,
fallen down
on his knees...
his skin shows
the scars of war
the symbols
of his fights
he too
feels the pain
but he stands proud
and cut with the knife
merciless
whoever approaches
him
friend or foe
after all
he has forgotten
how to trust
how to care
how to love
he just know
how to survive
Life in the backyard -the Mama's nest
Out to the world I went It was a beautiful summer Spring like day My backyard needed some care and, Unlike other days, I was ready to work...
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Hence with each cloud that passes by Pass as well my life Playful little white Puffy bright running In a spring like sky... -
I wish that your mornings Be bright, with clear skies That you walk in good paths And that you might have Many reasons to smile I wish that...
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One day God created Adam And from his rib he molded Eve He gave His new children A place call Eden… Then He went to rest... Mean time, Satan...
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