The Voice of the Poet

THE VOICE OF THE POET Friends I've walked many roads within my life been through so much both good and bad As I sit looking at the world we live under with my eyes open wide so much I am deeply sad So many people of this world enjoy danger and greed not caring about the people they crush or who's Hearts they break, who they rob or take from or slander good people others take advantage of or abuse Governments make war endless taking land and money friends making us their puppets at times casting us astray Who enjoy watching poverty sink every country nor care in anyway about the good people that they betray Those who enjoy the negative things of this world friends I heed warning to those who believe they are of high power Over people of a land that no man lives in forever my friends be-careful for just as quick life can go sour Friends when you lose a loved one or a close friend don't let the devil in to take control of that sorrow For he only provides things to destroy you're mind and body give him nothing in your life to take or borrow Friends don't hate one another nor you're enemies for this world is already saddened in it's own fate This world needs change every avenue, every place together we can change the world friends it's never too late. Written By: Joseph D. Boca