Treasure Island

Aldo Kraas

(July 15 1964 / Sao Paulo Brazil)

People Have Their Ways


People have a way to decide who are their friends and enemies
People have some dissapointments in life
But do they recognize their dissapointments in life?
Can people go through moments of despair alone?
Or do they need God?
Do the people live making promises but they are neve able to keep it or Deliver it
Do people fear people?
Yes they fear people because they think that they might be mistreated or Robed by new people
Their souls, their feeling, and their love
Do people make us welcome in their lives?
Not all the time because we are different
But unique in different ways

Submitted: Wednesday, May 04, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, May 04, 2011

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