Children's Writer & Sometimes Poet
It's hard to hope
in a world bent on destruction
when the future foreseen
is dark and brutal
What hope is there to have?
What dream is there to chase?
What is it I can do
to make this world a better place
when this world refuses
to become a better place?
while mankind evolves
humanity regresses
I ask to see how to make
someone's world better
Silence
perhaps a heart's whisper
raise my children
to look out, not in
Then it's not one
but three
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