Poems from Wesley Phipps
How do we become who we are? is it truly by define species such as Angels and Gods or just mathematical probability Ratios and laws of...
I look deep Into my own soul, to see who I really am, but when I look I cant seem to find the truth, my vision is crowded with judgments...
What's in the choices in which we ponder?
What's in the answers in which we wonder? Of lifes end, and lifes entities, what is our...
Whats in the water that washes my soul?
What's in the sun wich burns the coal?
Whats in the love that drives me insane?
Whats in the hate...
My Words will express nothing,
My Songs will never be heard,
My Movies never seen,
My Art never drawn, because,
I see with eyes that...