Life

Whats Life

Is it school?

Is it food?

I don’t know

but would want to know

Is Life

my own,

or hers?

Our life is combine

For we agree life is

Also death

But the real meaning

of Life

is a remaining gape

for no one knows

Whats Life

Or probably

the definition

is in her

or him

or maybe in

Death

Pause In Work

Thank you for your patience, writing is a passion for me and not being able to these past couple of days have been really hard. I hope that I have interested enough to subscribe.

I do have some old written compositions that are scheduled to post on here for the upcoming days. Please let me know what you think. Any feed back good or bad (as long as it is respectful) is greatly appreciated.

Fake Justice

Justice is done

Justice is fun

They say “run!”

We accuse

We demand

We see are view

We don’t see theirs

She’s accused

I’m accused

for something rude

It’s not our fault

to be accused

The innocent

which have done no harm

So accuse me and not her

And you could say

Justice is done

A Friend

I have a friend

That was a friend

for a long time

She’s kind

She’s blind

one what she does

I tell her no

but she says yes

I try and take her “friends”away

but she’s stubborn like me

I guess that’s why we are

friends

She’s nice

She’s blind

but all I could do

Is, help her

make her world

Fresh

and start

Again