The Wound Of The Wall Poem by the rosy aroma
The Wound Of The Wall
the wound of the wall
screams to me,
who will prevent
the blood sea,
you will let them kill the doves
and excute the olive tree,
who will help flowers to rise again
and help the birds to be free,
who will treate the right legs
and protect the honey of the bee,
who will keep the human treasure
and regain the golden key,
it is a matter of live or death
not amatter of coffee or tea,
none can live in a forest and none agree.
love this planet....love everything inside out.............we can make it happen...........
Wow. I really liked how you talked about saving the animals. People need to know
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4/24/2024 8:55:18 AM # 1.0.0.1119
no I think love it's bigger than planet, love it's bigger than anymore, everything and everyone love it's high, high bigger and his coming from good, this a wonderfull poems, I like it, your poems very deep feel good job I have you keep writting, I love your poems