RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Forests Of American Ingenuity - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Running through forests of American ingenuity, giving
and receiving elements of positive reinforcement.
Placing an incessant posture of livelihood into the
equation, causing a sense of direction to be changed,
formulated and brought into existence.
Rising and falling, intellect surpassing every idea
or notion ever thought of, specializing in an interior
spirituality where everything begins from a seed of the
Sprouting and being nurtured by hope and faith, life
spreads itself into the outcomes of life and death with-
out any problems.
Running faster into the meanings of our lives without
hatred, racism, intolerance or prejudice following us
into the future of our world tomorrow.
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