Sunday, February 18, 2007
poem inspiration time!
A man with a pistol feels as powerful as a god
Take away the toys, you will find a child beneath
Not even a bullet could hurt its shell
But a child's cry breaks it
Like a burning star in the night
It illuminate the path of the lost
With all might it tried to bring peace
With all despair it lost thoroughly
Faith is believing in the unseen
Hope is in wishing for the unseen
Joy is having the unseen
For all unites and bring light
crap. i sound like miss universe saying world peace
cheers,
ttk
5:47 PM