I'm an old man, the poor, a small child
an addict, governor, a prisoner chained
the unemployed, a refugee exiled
a soldier, coward, the deranged
I am the roads, the buildings, cars and trains
the birds, rocks, dirt, sky, and trees
moon, planets, the stars domains
I am the hills, the valley's the rivers and seas
I am the rain, scorching sun and lightning
a hurricane, earthquakes, floods, devastation
hunger, thirst, ignorance and enlightening
a beam of light, an atom, and germination
I am hatred, revenge, peace and love
a scar, a cut, a suture
the devils below and angels above
ghosts of the past, pain of the present, and hope of the future
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sorenbarrett (
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You are indeed, a portrait of life itself
Kudos what a wonderful picture, the bigger picture walts and all. Kudos once again 🌹
Thanks Teddy Your comments serve as encouragement and brighten the day.
I never knew ya was all those things? What do you do for hobbies in spare time - all of 1 minute per week, after all this lot! lol.
Orchi just being all these things is enough to wear me out I hardly have enough energy to respond to reviews for which I thank you deeply
Powerful work. Fantastic job.
Thanks Thomas appreciate it.
In our life we are many things soren but hopefully from what we learn we will become better people and learn to live good helpful lives.
Andy
A great thought Andy and so may it be.
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