me | poetry ✓

we are all unique

unlike all the others,

i don't want to die because of mothers;

who created a child so flawable

in a lifetime undurable.

to be thrown petty words at

it doesn't get to her.

i'd rather die by giving others a favor

in this world full of misery

and horrible history.

so that, there's less trouble.

peace?

you vote for peace?

what is peace without having to understand what it really is?

peace is just a hope that everything would be utopia.

that all troubles would disperse.

but honey, love brings war.

war comes from love.

love of hatred.

love of greed.

love of trouble.

love of conspiracy.

love of people.

happy?

you want everyone to be happy?

people kills for happiness. people buys love for happiness.

do you call that peace?

people are forgetting what words mean to others.

yes, you can fight for peace, but there's no guaranteeing that it will succeed.

in this world full of troubles filled with people who i know and do not know miles and miles away from the other sides of the oceans that i love.

i'd die for you.

because i love people.

-n.d.