Pen - pen: Disarm my Pain

GREEN TEA

I don't know why many humans like this kind of drinks,
For it was flavored with a leaf,
A first sip of joy was changed with confusion of flavor,
and finds the taste in my native tounge,

Some may like it,
And others don't,
The best part of living in this strange world,
Is you have an opposite side from different people,

You may look green,
I may look black,
But I am asian,
and you were human,
I don't know your country,
Nor your personality,
Even your attitude never bother me,
Your looks doesn't matter to me,
All I know was, I wrote poems for no one to read,
For they were the one who should seek for this,

I am sick about racism,
the modern world doesn't accept such labels that everyone carry all the time,
It was like walking alone the streets full of people,
Without no one,
The loneliness of the mind,
depends on how you think as a citizen,
For it was the only way to be as good,
As your thoughts will be,

Short poems melts my heart,
For I wanted to read for more,
I have no interest on reading,
I usually write from thinking,
But I do love reading other books,
The style and manner of construction of works,
was mainly built with mind and heart.

The Green Tea my friend wasn't my favorite drink,
Water is the only drink that I love,
For I drink it three times a day,
no sparkling, no taste,
Just pure water is all it takes.