Never was it right? Or was it always that we needed to try, for own sake obviously.
Was it, that we ever wanted discrimination on the complexion. Or was it that we always needed to try, at the behest of others obviously. Was white the color of glory and significance, that we still preferred black coffee over every drink.
Ever was it right? when the love that defined attraction, started to give definition to molestation. when the harmony became so weak, that it could not withstand the war bombs.
Love was never meant to be judged. Wars were never meant to exist. We were never supposed to change. Life was never thought to turn like this.
Seeing what the world has become and further, it was never right.
We live in two different planes of existence. We travel two different paths within those planes. Our paths cross on both but unite in neither. By day we live in one plane where we work, we provide, we survive. We
that time pain called all to seldom all to strange in seasons, reasons of our vain rain seemed as insane. do not ring my dreams while I sleep why step lightly you may awaken nightmares as I stalk time, my