Ponder

As I wonder
I ponder,
thoughts
of many plots,
dreams
as my eyes beam,
the voices inside me scream.
as long as I grow,
I know
that life can be bliss
even in loneliness.

Many Struggles

Struggles are many, never few,
But through God we make it through.
Life's pains come and go,
Like the rain and the rainbows,
the sun sets
as the more difficult life gets.
 Oh, the obstacles we face,
making our way through only by God's grace.

Oppressed Child

Oppressed Child

A child who contemplates life and death,
till there is nothing left.
There is a lack of knowledge,
like a book that sits on a shelf.
No inspiration,
 so there is no motivation.
No postive role models,
so there is no aspiration,
to be a scholar like Aristole.
An abyss of emptiness, of poverty,
only to live in a caged society.
He is held down by things that he does not know.
He never grows,
or sees things flourish,
or has sweet memories to cherish.