You're BeautifulA Poem by Rebekah SmithPASSION.
You're beautiful,
But I ain't talking 'bout your face You're beautiful, In an inside space Your beauty's where your mind is And the part behind your eyes Is what should be enough, not your race. Some stop when they see a hijab Which is something I can understand - On the one hand, it's just so different man Guess it's hard to keep on walking past. But to label all those women 'terrors' Or 'letterboxes' or 'bad' Is only degrading, your soul's being traded Into hatred that turns a world mad. Why do you care what she has under there? Why do we all fear our neighbours? Why can we not keep our planet alive? Why are there kids having babies? I just can't see the answer. Maybe 'cause we are a cancer, Robbing our host of what's needed the most And distracting ourselves with a dancer. Whatever drives our ignorance Needs to hurry up and run out of gas Cause we're crashing. We're crashing hard. But unfortunately, this isn't a car that Can be put right. It's near-end of our lives. But I'm filled up with fight, and a splatter of fright But I will not go down. What I believe in is all around. Can you see your motivation? Do you know what drives your day? If you were to ask me that question I'd stand, brimming pride, and I'd say: I'm guided by the energy, that flows throughout the consciousness tree. It's shared through you and into me; It's shared through creatures, land & sea. I'm pushed to do what needs to be done, I feel like saving everyone But I can't. So I'll sow seeds and plant A new beginning, in every way. I'll do one good thing every day. From picking litter to saying hello, Your hair makes me happy and I want you to know! Stop being chained by what we all know is there; Stop being stopped by a feeling of fear. You can fly If only you'd try then really, You could do it. Possibly not the exact way you want, But it's still happening, so screw it. Be open to change. Don't be set in your ways About everything. Consider the benefits new ways can bring Before you toss them out. That's what this is about. We're here for the cheer, not just the career; We're here to be happy and grow We're here just to learn and experience - We only REALLY die when we know. This will just happen, and happen again Following on in a similar trend UNTIL WE BREAK THE CHAIN WE NEED TO WELCOME CHANGE © 2017 Rebekah SmithAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on February 26, 2017 Last Updated on February 26, 2017 Tags: #passion #feelit #pleaseread AuthorRebekah SmithBristol, South-West, United KingdomAboutThis is an extrememly hard box to fill, so my idle mind will leave it to your creative one. more..Writing
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