Cold Tuesday night, as I lay down the bed.
Feelings run down the memory lane...
Sometimes I wonder if there is more than 3,
and if there is, I am less than thee...
There were Jesus freaks who had no seats
at the feast of counterrevolution...
He lies most peaceful
who leaves this earth in knowledge...
I am woman.
I am one of the members of our species...
There burns a war between two nations,
over the years, fueled by intimidation...
It seems to me
That the best presents are not under the Christmas...
Children are crying
parents anxiously searching...
people only type
in contrasts...
RHYMES RULE OUR LIVES!
Think about it, you just can’t put rhymes away...
anyone can say
whatever they may...
Once there was a kind little boy,
Who grew to be adolescent...