Here's a photo of me at eleven,
Shining with life and innocence brightly...
Hate, is such a strong word
But here it seems to fit...
You were so full of life,
Always smiling and carefree...
We are always trying to fit in
Always searching for the right friends...
Im sorry you'll never take a breath,
never see the world, the sun and the stars...
The spirits of my ancestors filling my heart
Making me proud, joyful and smart...
Trekking along the never-ending road
As the cars and trucks just pass on by...
Why are people so afraid to live
So afraid to be happy...
Open our Eyes Witness The Beauty: Josh Shelley
Lay in your bed or lay outside...
Color me silent
Paint me green...
She looked at him, one last time
she didnt know she*d never see him again...
Roses are red
HAITIANS are brown...