Waking Up — a poem

Bad dreams, real life
Wasted time in craft land
What a world, filled with strife
They don't want you to give them a hand
Sometimes when I think about it
Seems so crazy to me
When will we all wake up and see
The love of humanity

How many years has it been
Since that day I thought of thirds?
Almost lost the love of my friend
Let me fly away now just like a bird!
Sometimes when I think about it
Seems so crazy to me
When will we all wake up and see
The love of humanity

Fly away, fly away from all this hate
Fly away, fly away from all this strife
No more dealing with the Cate
Come to the place of love and light
Sometimes when I think about it
Seems so crazy to me
When will we all wake up and see
The love of humanity

Jagboh Crowfeather

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