Poems and musings of an inquisitive mind.
Searching ever inward for understanding to find.
Putting pen to paper in written prose.
What makes my mind tick, nobody knows.
I write what I feel...that is all that I do.
Where I travel I have no clue.
So I sit and I ponder my perilous fate.
How does one preach Love to combat all the Hate.
A world without strife would certainly be grand.
To get there we just have to...start where we stand!
Written in consideration of the power of the pen and why we have a duty to share that which we know to be true.
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