THE TRUTH ORCHARD It is true that people go and come. That friends come and go. That lovers come,go or stay. Some disappear with no signs! Some hover and flee. Some blink green and blow dead cold. Your best done matters not. Some wow and weave through strings of lifes jolly rides. Few take trips to the earths ends and rims;journey through your griefs and losses. Your best matters little. Some steal and destroy. Your time stolen and gone like shooting stars and winds. Hearts stolen and broken,ripped apart,left to mingle with dust and blood. Lives caged;poked at, shackled with societal creed,cultures noose and religious handcuffs. Minds mindlessly travelling to wish-cities where the one they love dont want to be to love them back. Shackles and ironies. Truths and roots. Tree roots of strength, realities,self love springing up in soul orchards. Seek,water it! Whats real as truth? Its true about the whispering winds and stormy,storms. It remains true about these,true love and more! ~ Sandra C.V. Nwadi
Posted on: Sun, 05 Oct 2014 01:01:26 +0000
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