What a beautiful yet sad poem for those poor children. This poem just brings light to these poor innocent children dying over what I consider genocide.
In the end, It’s just you, And you alone. Keep up, with your soul, It will always, be right by you, Trust what it says, Cuz in the end, It’s just you.
As the sun rises, breath in the sun rays, It is a new day! As the sun sets at mid-day, Erect yourself toward her life, Release all your strife! As the sun diminishes in our sky, Be grateful, For the day you had today! Tomorrow is a fresh day!
Darkness robs everything from you, Kid voices hurt your ears, Happy smiles piss you off, Getting OUT of bed, Is more like fighting-the demons in your head! Darkness robs the life out of you, Going outside seems so undane, Lovers across the way have a way-of making you cringe, Darkness robs your soul, Darkness robs…
