sept.23.2006
I am prejudiced
It's on my paper, I came from a quiet ship
Never knowing the reality
The world of the damned
It kills me, I feel it, It's like a stab on my chest
I tasted my own blood, a cut in the throat
Heat of fury burns
Consuming, raging!
Do you know me?
I don't know you!
Have you given me consideration?
I never even used my Libra scales on you!
Is this injustice for life?
The norms of society hits me big time
Now I understand
Back then I empathized, now I'm sympathized
How hurting, I can't do anything
A stronghold one can't destroy
Millions can't even raise a voice
Though I know I'm strong, I am weak.
Pro-Earth Advocacy
"...this fragile Earth deserves a voice. It needs solutions. It needs change. It needs action." -Greenpeace.org
Friday, November 23, 2007
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