:: EXPRESSIONS ::

 

Believe with all of your heart that you will do what you were made to do.Orison Swett Marden

Wounded....broken heart poem by Joey.

 

                                                                                             

 

You knock on the door & seems so sincere. Slowly convincing me to open the
door. Eventually I allowed you into take a sit. You did not stay long,
disappearing as sudden as you've appear.
Anger emerge from this sudden emptiness. You got me adapted to your
companionship only to pick up & leave.
I opened the door, allowing myself to be vulnerable, believing that you'll
protect me & shelter me from reality, but instead, the one that I entrusted
my heart & soul was the one that hurt me most.

Thoughts

Color of Life

know your role

Black & white

 

Written by a 10 year-old African boy.
This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem

When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
... When I go in Sun, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black

And you white fellow
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you gray

And you calling me colored??