Poems from ebrev624
Here on this world wonder abounds
So many sights, so many sounds
Magnificent places all over this earth
Natural beauty developed since...
It has been said, beauty is skin deep,
Yet many are scared and still weep.
We instill insults to put others down,
To stand above them...
When does a boy grow, at his choice?
A man he needs and could be.
When does he act, release his voice?
When does he grow, and truly see...