I see poetry as a mouthpiece
A mouthpiece of the soul,
To send and spread a message
That needs to be told,
I bare myself and open my heart
And become vulnerable,
To all those who don’t agree with me
But I’ve learnt as I got old,
That not everyone ever
Is going to agree with you
But as long as your message is heartfelt
And to it, you stay true,
Then that is all that’s important.
As I spread the words of love and peace
And oppose all war, hate and violence
And search for other answers
That will bring these things to silence,
That will release the world from all the suffering and pain,
And the divisions that have set in,
My message is a simple one
Let’s heal and make humanity and the world finally whole again.
fauxcroft 
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