People colored with no break,
Different mind, different faith.
Jewls of the horizon up the sky,
Identity to sell or buy?
Children from so many places,
No home, no laces.
Wars with brothers,
Soldiers with mothers.
Identity of the humble ones,
Be yourself because you can.
Words of globlality,
Identity of you and me.
Identity of the people that you don,t know,
The world will blow.
Identity of the ones that love and care,
I will stay and stare.
Warmest regards.
Victor Marques
Oct 28, 2010
Oct 28, 2010 at 8:27 AM UTC
People colored with no break,
Different mind, different faith.
Jewls of the horizon up the sky,
Identity to sell or buy?
Children from so many places,
No home, no laces.
Wars with brothers,
Soldiers with mothers.
Identity of the humble ones,
Be yourself because you can.
Words of globlality,
Identity of you and me.
Identity of the people that you don,t know,
The world will blow.
Identity of the ones that love and care,
I will stay and stare.
Warmest regards.
Victor Marques
global, identity of mind
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