A myriad of ideas that, overloading the mind
Drowning swiftly in a storm
Animosity will find
Not of my own, only billions before me
Imprisoned in the middle
By what I see
I ask for this not
What cruelties await an innocent race
My heart cries out, searching...
©2006-2010 J. Polino
Drowning swiftly in a storm
Animosity will find
Not of my own, only billions before me
Imprisoned in the middle
By what I see
I ask for this not
What cruelties await an innocent race
My heart cries out, searching...
©2006-2010 J. Polino