Trapped In a Cold World
Trapped in a cold world
the faces are same
I see them most times
am use to them
yet they teach me
what life means
to humanity
this faces are familiar
they are humans
they are living
yet life speaks
in theirs faces
what humanity means
to life
everyone face is deferent
so are this faces
some are smiling
some are crying
some are still dreaming
some are awake
yet they all tell a story
this story elevate nor
devalue humanity
where are this faces
they are around you
who are this faces
look closely you see
them every time
why this faces
care you will see why
all chance to make
our reality a reality of
humanity is a great
ideology
who is faceless
even the dead still
got one
what does your face tell
the real face
not the illusive one
I hope it bring hope
to the hopeless
I wish it tell a good
story
when we are
trapped in a cold world
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