Imagine there's no difference in race.
For then everyone would embrace,
The wonders hidden within people,
And this ironic place.
There would be no chaos.
No one to destroy, and disobey us.
Imagine there's no boredom.
For then our hearts won't break,
Same for us, same for them.
Imagine there's no thing as mistake.
There won't be hatred and unnecessary threats,
Trust and love is all it'll take.
You may say fear is oblivion,
But is it really?
Even after all,
You're just a civilian.
Imagine all the forgotten,
Those whom should forever be remembered.
Those who hurt and have been hurt,
Imagine all forgiven.
Evergreen souls to believe in,
What a world we could live in.
You may say I'm a dreamer,
But I'm not the only one.
I hope someday you'll join us,
And the world will live as one.
September 2014
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The Aspect Of Oblivion
PoetryThe planted seeds of my wretched thoughts and emotions have bloomed their way out onto these pages, birthing a catastrophic garden; a virtue of beauty. A collection of emotions and thoughts documented in words, encompassing a voyage through the laby...
