This isn't a poem but a place I'd call home ,my shelter when I'm shredded by rain and when I'm alone.
Are you aware that you are rare? There isn't another specie that's like you in this atmosphere ,instead of peeping and copying other people's paintings focus on your own painting you don't know if you might create a master peace and unleash the definition of humility
Are you aware that you are rare? Move with love not fear Sit down and give your brother a chair Never be at bottom of the face of thee earth "you anit a beard"