Dear World

 To you world you have brought me joy

Of newfound knowledge, newfound 

Curiosity, of peace, of strength, 

of love and most of all toys!

 

Toys to play with my mother and puzzles 

That would take days, then I started learning

Faster and faster so it no longer seemed

Like a maze, so majestic you are ; making me feel 

Free as a bird; this is what you call happiness?

Or so i've heard.

 

To you world you give me despair and disaster;

deaths of many just like a witch caster,

Which is something I don't like where men,

Women and children don't have a fighting chance

where the meaning of his last line Martin Luther King Jr

"We are free at last! Thank god almighty, we are free at last"

Is just a fond memory rolling away in the dust.

 

Where war is something to show dominance 

But why not show respect, why not the rich 

Help the poor, why do many suffer in vain and

the rich do not consider the life of another human being

that is in pain and suffering.

 

But so there are some that do assist but

Look at where we are and what we see; drugs, men killing men,

Children suffering till their last breath for all they wanted was a fighting

Chance; where people go against others beliefs, religion, sexuality

Or even when they are actually right for a stand and it saddens me

because it seems the rich and powerful want everything to themselves

While the poor stay where they are and this is sadness I feel because 

The world didn't give everyone a fighting chance they deserved.

 

To you world this for my future I say that it is written in stone 

Like the bible where unimaginable stories are told; where Moses

split seas for the people leading them to home;

And I say this I want; NO I will help every boy and girl I can 

To live a life they deserve, where peace among all countries 

Will shock the people, where death will only happen 

When your time has come where you can feel true joy

Among the world.

 

But I don't want you chanting my name because I 

Am no king nor messiah for I am a boy that wants to

Give chances to every single person in this world even;

If it costs me my life because you world are like Fire and Snow 

A beautiful flame and soft ice that can be so beautiful but become a

Hurricane with ease.

 

Even so I will walk straight through it and when I don't have any idea what to do

I'll still walk straight through it like I do. For even hell does not scare

Me for all I want is the world to find peace for the people to become

Like a family; where everyone has a chance for what they

Wanna be.

 

So to you world I put everything on the line my mind, my heart, my soul 

And my body to change the world for a better for the future; this is why 

I feel hope.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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