My mind never conquered
look upon an ugly world disgusted
A human race divided, as greed’s claw’s carries our tainted hopes
Masters of death, race to **** race
Children’s suffering falls on deaf eyes as the rich get’s richer
Do we not love the same?
My heart bleeds, as the sound of chaos screeches
A world… where propaganda indoctrinate idle minds to madness
Seeking lies as truth screams to be noticed
Hatred!  
The order of the day as brothers hurt brothers
Why?
A question my moralized soul refuses to understand
Are our mother’s saddened tears not the same?
Our voices, severed by bladed puppet masters
As these armed words, flows like tears of innocent lives lost from my pen
A glimmer of hope arise, as the ink seeps into these wounded pages ....
My truth eternally captured

Just because I'm continuously searching that doesn't mean I'm forever lost.

Life is a garden
               plant your seeds.
Remove those of
                whom are weeds.

He left a letter on the dresser
addressed to whom it may concern.
It read "Never falter under pressure
before the tides can take their turn.
Everything is dying -
The likes of man and all his pleasure.
From paper planes we're flying
to the wooden chests of treasure.
But one Truth will always stand
long after the last word here is spoken:
There's always been a heavenly hand
to heal the heart that's broken."