spies to check my wrong doings,
families to rank me for my nationality,
criminals to make me feel at home,
parents that ban me from things that mean
the world to me even though when you ask
them why... they just say because we say so
and if you ask me what kind of world it is,
I would say I don't know because
I am a lost life
-Chris Lambert
Chris, this is profound. Very reflective, and it touches the heart. I think we all feel like we are lost lives sometimes. Thank you so much for sharing.
ReplyDeletehey chris that is a really meaningfull poem.thumbs up....gk
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