Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Thursday, February 1, 2018

TOO LATE


It is never too late 
To put up a fight
The moon may be up 
While the sun may be down 

It does not mean life can not wear a smile
The stars and moon makes life beautiful 
In as much the sun brings warmth 
To the world after winter is gone 

The man pulling a chart across the street 
Might not be rich as the person working in a bank
Because he does not put on a red tie and black suit
Does not mean he had to beg to feed 

The trees do not beg the earth for water 
Yet she grows tall and reach the sky 
Under her wings the birds nest for shelter  
The earth restored by the little seeds that falls off her heels 

Life sometimes teaches us silly lessons 
Like a man who tills the ground to feed
He does not need to fight for freedom 
His house got all the resources they need 

Watch around you oh beloved brother
Does death have the mandate 
To walk about knocking at a helpless woman's door 
Stop the hate and life will be filled once again with joy 


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