‘Be Bold’
I had been the type of human being
Who would uncover magic on the bottom,
As if the secret to authentic Pleasure
was some thing remaining lying around.
I’d pull it away from library textbooks
their web pages ripped and worn,
And swore which i could see it
while in the air just before a storm.
Should you’re wary to believing
I’m no stranger to distrust,
Again then all I found in library publications
was the smell of moths and kindness dust.
And In spite of my every promise
that every rainbow retains some thing gold.
That no one born in heritage
as ever been tranquil Daring.
Until I explained to them by way of my smile
that believing is The main element.
You cannot improve how the planet appears to be like
right up until you alter how people see.
ANGELA
1967-