Are we to see the world through the eyes of our leaders or with the souls of our ancestors?
Is there a time when we close the doors of brainwash and open the journals of truth?
Will we know when to sew shut the mouths of repetitiveness and express with silence of the empathetic hands?
There is no more room for reincarnated danger.
Only legacies of our own creations...
About the Creator
Dawn Irene
I am a single mother who is a full time student as well. I love to write poetry and I am working on a book at the moment, my first. I am one of those who has a heart for everyone around me and a soul that is many hundreds of years old.
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