I think and let it flow through my ink.
I think, staring without a single wink.
I look around and I see nothing but anarchy.
I ask me, why live we not in harmony?
I see a small kid, perplex in hunger.
I say to him, why must thee suffer?
I discover debates with no tolerance.
I ask, why must ye bath in ignorance?
I know the one who is forced to act, certainly.
But I am told that this is liberty.
So I think and let it flow through my ink.
And I think and stare, without a single wink.
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HUMANITY
RandomThis is a collection of texts written in the favor of man. Some of them aim at precise moments and incidents, while others treats topics like, friendliness, passion, tolerance, e.t.c. I welcome any criticism from my readers. For in dialogue I believ...
