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 ©2021 Sue Santiago all rights reserved