Pain, Pain go away...
Come back another day.
You see my smile,
so go away.

My heart is pounding,
my soul is lifted.
Energy rushes through my veins,
and heart.

No need for pain,
no need today.
Standing up to you is
piece of cake.

So off you go,
as I stay.
Happy and calm for the rest of
the day.

No need for pain, no need
for doubt.
Let the happiness and glee
sprout.

Hugs.
Hugs are warm,
Hugs are helpful.
When you feel down, I well wrap my
arms around you and hug you.

Hugs are like a medicine,
you feel depressed or sick, without a smile.
A hug well make your lips curve side to side feeling warm
inside.

Hugs are free.
Hugs from me.
Hugs are a special gift to receive.
Hugs are a way to show affection and trust,
Hugs are from me to you with trust.

I may have nothing you desire,
but a hug well make you smile.
So wrap your arms around me,
hold on tight, so we can have a warm hug tonight.

This poem may not rhyme,
but hugs do deserve this time.
So hug anyone going through the rough, or a simple hug
of love and trust.
Hugs are a special gift we can receive and give .

The End is near.
War , riots , and pain.
The world around us, is changing.
Changing in the wrong path, as we continue.
The Grounds rumbling furiously,
The wind swirling around us out of control.

Men, woman , and children fighting,
tooth and nail.
Out of control, no one is safe.
Protectors turning against us, beating , and tutoring.
The end is near.

Cries , and pleas are swept away from
the ears of the protectors.
Screams and blood follows in the paths,
of the one's we love.
Why must we suffer?
In pain and agony?

Is it already too late to change our ways?
Well the end come sooner then we think?
The end.
The end is near.