we are broken.. by th Elite..

As i think… Broken upon Myself
Tired & hungry half a sanwhich in my Mouth
Tales of Aladin on the T.v
The breaking & healing Arabian Nights
Outside The Snowy Ground,
Fragile steps Crease & frown,
Black Star from Smokey brown,
A non smilling, healing frown,
Laid upon Granfathers couch o mine,
Casting Pearls to freinds, some say swine,
As i learn to to ferment the Wine,
The kneading of Dough of Bread Divine,
My tears for  all, my silent sigh,
I remind, i’m where i am, even in sorrow,
All is Fine


About unityandequality

I have lived very Little and Lived Alot and It is less about I and all about Humanity, and Poverty, on all levels. also how to be Guilt Free, And tear Down Walls that Seperate Society. One Child Starving in The World That We Call "Home" Is One Child To Many. The Ignorance Of The Many...
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