PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Times are bitter

Soaked in the mist of the rain

Focused on the material world the eyes will bring

Tears of acid that eats up earth piece by piece

Place me in the middle of the street

(Scream Peace)! Stop all the misery

Stop all the HATE Cause its the souls

That fufill the space that make grace

Bishop is the name of this soul light,

2 unfold the light, in many eyes bright,

Holding my life ,soul,body,mind and the ones

that dont have a clue?