Poems from elwhite
It is like a pot of soup on fire
Boiling above a thousand degrees
Yet it was just meant for warming
But no one cares
Firewood burning...
I wake up each day holding on my desires
Pushing away all forces holding me - though it tires
Sweat flowing through my brows
Standing tall...
Flex the facial muscles
Free it
Feel the relief like the cool ocean breeze
Smile
Feel the beauty in the universe
Drain your anger
Suck in...