What make us human
Isn't simply our fusion to unions
But our passion
We are not valued by our mansion
Or our luxurious fashion
But our compassion
To our society.
Our art and our heart
Are what make us worthy,
It is then, that we find,
That we feel the most alive.
When creating or saving
We find we are respected.
We earn the highest form of admiration,
When taking fascinating in the world.
Now,
This is quite often misinterpreted.
But I am here to tell you,
You must believe in the enlistment of help,
The tender empathy and grace
To the vulnerable work around.
Art and romance,
Love and joy.
This is what we all life for.
L.O.M
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Poetry By Me
PoetrySome poems I wrote,they are kinda wild and all over the place but they are unique and mine so please enjoy! Yours truly, L.O.M
