I am black and you are white…

A poem I wrote during my french lessons because I was bored. I hope you enjoy it.

Black and White.

How golden is the sunlight.

This poem has imagery in it. Also a deep message that is also involved but I don’t give many clues to what it actually is in life. I’ll leave it to the reader. Comments are open.

A little midnight thoughts..

Independence is fame obtain at an extraordinary price. We soon forget the price of the endless struggles that we insult the struggle.

Beautiful black and white giants of the sea,

Pain and suffering comes to everyone, but we all have a choice as to what we do with it, whether to wallow or get on with things.

This is a rhyming poem of a perfect world where there is no racism or hatred, no rich or poor, and a hope for humanity.