Treasure Island

Kweena Wilson

(October 31,1991 / Monroe, Louisiana)

A BEAUTIFUL WORLD AFTER ALL


The sky isn’t blue as it use to be
At least that’s how it seems to me
Racism still occurs even after centuries
But through it all the world’s beautiful
From the Lady standing proud and tall
To the Twin Tower’s Memorial
Through it all, the world’s floral
Of joy in family and friends
The art of choosing what you want to do
Yes poverty is a negativity but however
The world is beautiful after all
Hand in hand countries deal with issues
War after war, struggle after struggle
Time heals everything and still
The world is beautiful after all
Through the pain triumph comes
Through the drama we r still
Beautiful after all

Submitted: Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Edited: Wednesday, December 23, 2009

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