Growing Up,
Every Child wanted to be a Star,
Aircraft Landed On Mars,
Earth running Out Of Space?
People Living in Fear?
To leave Earth
Wasn't that Hell or Heaven?
Mission Aced or Incomplete?
Birds soaring get Shot,
Trees minding his own Business,
Get Cut,
Mankind then says Peace.
So Confusing.
Donkey Said;
"The World No Level,"
The World is Beautiful,
It's the People.
Despicable.
I heard Do on to Others,
As you want for yourself,
People change & said:
"Do As I Say"
Some People are Candles,
As They Burn,
Others Get the Shine.
Mankind still play Disconnect,
Ungrateful.
It's Weird,
Some People you knew Black,
Now Brown & saying "You Changed".
I thought Love was equally Shared,
Until Annual Mother's Day,
Mom's 9 month Pain & Labour,
Dad's Lifetime Responsibility,
Is it the Case Moms Can't Deny?
Dads & Some are just Sperm Donor?
Living Life is just an Honor.
About the Creator
Sean Noble
Poetry from the spiritual mind expressing Ways of creativity. Read passionately mini sadness, pure happiness. I have no Stripe account but will accept gratuity via PayPal. [email protected]. Thank you. Most High First Every Day.
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