The shore
spread love not hate, the world was meant to love
At the shore
alone, standing at the edge
looking down towards the water
with vigorous motion
yet a peaceful ocean
The scent of the salt in the air
birds singing in the distance
songs of joy and love
a clear sky above
radiating light unto all
Trees around the beach
dancing to the song of the birds
cherishing the bright sky
looking around more
you see nature only loves
while we destroy the doves
we create extra hate
out hunger will never sate
why create hate
when we need to save the date
for another day alive
to spread the love
until then we haven't done enough
About the Creator
Jae Qilin
Aspiring Poet
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Be wary that my pieces are Copywritten, however, if accredited we can discuss terms
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