Angles
Life is a game of show,
We are born into the shot.
Simply the cast of our parents show.
We don't think for ourselves,
We let our parents decide what;
Religion,
Political standing,
Expectation,
We must have and uphold.
The strongest among us are the ones that decide for themselves;
The ones that choose their path,
The ones that don't follow the yellow brick road,
The ones that paint their own road.
don't be pawns in their game of chess,
dolls in their playhouse.
Don't be livestock raised at your parents farm.
Be the farmer that raise the next generation of Bulls.
Choose a new camera angle,
And choose your own cast.
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My Poetic Preachings
PoesíaThis is a book of things I feel about real people, real emotions, whether I have felt those emotions, or still do is varying from chapter to chapter.
