Death Is A Disease, Life Is The Cure Poem by Michelle Donna illeen Andersen

Every bird has to fly, at some point every rose has to die,
we wount always want to smile, I hope the love we share has the strength to survive, to live on this earth we alll have to breath, there aint human alive that cant bleed, a prisoner has only one wish thats to feel free, being here with you means so much to me, every second is the birth of a child, and just now millions have died, was this all for the sake, of your survival was each day of your life one big lie, if only life was like a flower when it blooms, and hate wasnt something to feel, the only time I feel safe is being locked in a room, if only when you heard world peace it spread and became something real