A hard place to live is called planet Earth Where all that matters is Maths and Science and Love Us humans don't need to think about survival
Because we have people to do that for us We are part of a hard working society But that society was made of blood and sweat The blood of fellow humans at the end of the slave trade we thought peace could be real
But know i know that without cooperation We can not And the tragedy of George Floyd And Stephen Lawrence Make you realise your life is corrupt
Composed of year-long highs and endless summer, I attract the adventurous and bring in consistent waves of those searching for compensation. Those who wander follow my promise of eternal sunlight, leaving behind all they have built to chase my warmth. But when they arrive, they find a deceitful universe. A universe composed of artificial impressions, presented by those imprisoned by vanity. A universe lacking the change of the seasons, waiting for something new to occur, but it never does. A universe where the endless sun transforms into drawn out days of...
The world looks down on poetry because it makes them frown Poets speaks truth And from truth the world always run Who said I can't do impromptu? Who said to myself I can't be true? Who said poetry is dead? Not to me Maybe to you But inspite of Remember this That the world would rather stifle you And fill you with doubt Than give you wings and a voice to shout