Poems About the Environment
The silence of night
Power like Shaquel's height
Whisper of a horizon
Addictive like amazon.
I am the unborn child
Who refuses to see the light
Of days drenched in black clouds
I Am the Unborn Child
I am the unborn child
Who refuses to see the light
Of days drenched in black clouds
Tears began to welled in my eyes
A burden feeling that was carried dies
How I long to feel upon the above like
Growing up very influential, I didnt have an original thought
I listened to the ideas of others and like them I believed