Poetry: Earth cry

Like a dove in the talons of a hawk, Like the perched desert ground, longing for a drop of water, Like a captive in the hands of the mighty, Mother earth groans and ache in the hands of those that plunders and desecrate her. Oh will the grave forgive this generation, as they hire scavengers

Poetry : I know

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The world owes you nothing.

Something happened recently that made me to realize that some of us do act like the world owes us something, but the reality is, it doesn’t. Whatever you get, you fight for your take. Its time to get off from that high horse you have placed yourself, and make things happen. P.S I love you,

The world owed you nothing.

Something happened recently that made me to realize that some of us act like the world owns us something, but the reality is, it doesn’t. Whatever you get, you fight for your take. Its time to get off from that high horse you have placed yourself, and make things happen. P.S I love you

Hey, July

Happy new month friends! It shall be a month of perfection as the 7th connotes. All your hope and heart desires, may they come true. Remember to be a better version of yourself this new month, and I pray that your dreams and aspirations will become a reality this month of July. Welcome to July!😘😘