Poems About the Environment
Tears began to welled in my eyes A burden feeling that was carried dies How I long to feel upon the above like
Some drops,spilled on different floors Somewhere more somewhere less Red drops, Your and mine Our blood!
Coconut I refuse to look you in the eyes when you speak to me in spanish.
You and I originate from the same place Seen the hungry and the poor Close to touching death's face
The people not equal of every age some teenage They don't have eggs so they beg
Growing up very influential, I didnt have an original thought I listened to the ideas of others and like them I believed
Humans are Ignorant;
The shackles of the past still ring in the minds of a brother. Poetry allows the emotions of a brother to be proclaimed.
Whats the hardest part of life? Some poeple say, that life is just hard.
We are told to speak up, let our voices be heard. They tell us this in a loudness that overpower.