"anouther" poems
Sand, sand, sand,
Runnin' through my hands...
I've held a million hearts,
Kept my lovers livin'
Breakin', breathin', beatin',
Sand, sand, sand,
Anouther life in my hands
They can't understand,
A billion lifes a goin'
A zillion minds a snappin'
All they see,
All they see is me.
Oct 20, 2012
Oct 20, 2012 at 6:46 PM UTC
We've stranded in paperthin madeness
Longing and fighting With love
Faith had moonrigged sadeness
The empires are build from above
The mind can convicted anoutheR soul
As you remember unborn signals
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 7:24 PM UTC
Waiting to be counted . Do i even matter in the world Or am i just anouther person who is just taking in oxygen and depriving someone else of that oxygen. I see people coming and going in and out of my life but which ones count and which ones dont?
With 7.3 billion people in the world just makes me wonder what i am living for . Does the world even know that you exist or you just a by stander . You only count to your family and friends. Even graves have numbers but sadly whats your number out of the 7.3 billion people that are alive in the world?
Does the fame and fortune make people count more than others? So what about my brother or my sister living in the middle of Africa who live under the poverty line do they also count in this number of people that exist?
Live the life you are proud of , even if no one else takes notice just know that happiness is far better than worrying who is famous and who isn't. I am counted because i voice my opinion and make sure i go through each day being happy.
Life is the best gift from God! I am number 4 264 587 188 so what number are you?
Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 10:27 AM UTC