ii have a book of poems published on i-proclaim
here's the link http://store.i-proclaimbookstore.com/opensoul.html
i remember travelling on a bus
looking at the scenery
and i saw native people
sad and lonely
just like me
angry and full of hate
just like me
their spirts and souls are dying
just like mine
the natives are frustrated at the world
because they wre rejected
just like me
they want to be free
they want to love
the hate this world
they long to die
just like me
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