One day

I will quit

I will quit scribbling words

And call them poems

One day

My mind will be quiet

There will be no words

To care or share

That day

I won’t be sad

I won’t be mad

Peace

That is what I will have

From this point

To that day

I will fight

I will fight with the words

The words that scream and bleed

What will become of these words

If I keep them closed in my heart?

What would become of me?

These words are the evidence

For that I was a human

I lived and dreamed

Dreamed so big

The world was better

Justice for injustice

And I died while I was dreaming.

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