By: Joha Striker
The World is what we want
The World is what we need
The World is all we know
The World is all we see
This is the place we live
The air we breathe
And our one true home
No matter what you believe
Our Planet is our home
so we kept it well
we were raised here
and we lived through hell
So we make our home heaven
and make heaven our home
even when we don't know
we continue to roam
we may be lost
but we know
we are found
we were shown
blessings and curses
that leave us changed
and left reverse
made to be rearranged
YOU ARE READING
Book of Rhymes
ŞiirJust a couple poems by Joha Striker (my all poetry name) and friends
