Deep like the ocean
Wide like the sea
My thought process is flooded like the streets of New Orleans
In distress i found my rest in the arms of my King
Tears stream my face at the lost of the human race
As we find it hard to care unless tragedy is spiting in our face
Shallow like a stream
But rapid like a water fall
My emotions change with every waking step I take
Bound by society and changed by realism
Pacing my heart to the rhythm of earth
Dying slowly as people are only worried about self and wealth
Deep like the ocean
wide like the sea
Worried about us as a people
And where WE will be...
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
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