Lived in the forest of their own
Till one day, they got lost and strayed into civilizations unknown
Petrified of scrawny, puny faces, dangling sticks and rages
Huddled into corners forlorn, counting life’s stages
But here no one attacks them no more
Mamma bear straightens and looks agog!
No more violence, no more hate
A gentle voice, a caress… love and not hate.”
1 comment:
Im telling you , you do magic with words!!! Your an artist, and as with any good artist, you tell some and you leave the rest to imagination!! I wasent so much reading as i was seeing what you had to say!! Your definitely going to make a dent in this world !!! If only some of us (intended to be me) could emulate all the good your doing, the world would be a better place!!
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