‘Be Bold’
I had been the type of particular person
Who would find magic on the ground,
As if The trick to serious Pleasure
was something remaining lying all over.
I’d pull it away from library books
their web pages ripped and worn,
And swore which i could see it
during the air ahead of a storm.
When you’re wary to believing
I’m no stranger to distrust,
Back again then all I present in library textbooks
was the smell of moths and mud.
And despite my each and every kiss promise
that each rainbow retains something gold.
That no one born in heritage
as ever been quiet bold.
Right until I informed them by means of my smile
that believing is The main element.
You can not modify how peace the world seems to peace be
till you modify how people see.
ANGELA
1967-