Friday, September 12, 2014

Humanities hand

Running, swimming flying free.
Becoming the air, trees and sea. 
Soaring above to see all.
To learn of our beginning, growth and fall. 
A species with amnesia and a false face.
Living in separation as the human race. 
Sometimes all we wish is to left be. 
When what we need is unity.
So no matter The trials and tribulations that life's demand.
Just remember always, you have my hand. 

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