Oneself
You only good when you are one with yourself
You ever think the world is heaven
Universe of existence such unique
In our own the kindness turns
The heart filled emotions we known
Could it be that we are the heaven
A mere seed given to natures breath
A birth of many creations roam
Is it one is not pure which hatred exist
A thought in mind, not so much a feel
A alien inside, evil darkness realm
Emotion or spiritual being, which roams
But that to which we allow to live
As the world is or as the desire to be
We are only what we build ourselves
A portrait before one, Eiffel tower
Look at me, a great piece of art
A foundation built strong we still bleed
Crack, decade, maintenance always needed
We struggle to define who exist
What is it we want most of all
Our depths thrive to love within
Is it peace we seek within our own
Or the living of life to which excite's
What drives oneself he breathes dirt
We teach respect, responsibility and heart
Why is the world so torn between
That even ourselves we rip apart
A nation to be we kill all hopes
A dream, reality concept to life
Oasis to oneself paradise to believe
There's better world, starts with me
Oneself, it is I who makes the difference
But our reflection people look to see
Copyright © Steve Harvell | Year Posted 2024
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