words....

Poem is words, and words are people

Poems are words, and words are humans

what makes life is in the eyes

pretty is a sound with meaning of us

suns are the heart of life

should we be alive?

no

we were made to end ourselves 

so don't...

be the words that make us humans

be the words that make us, us

for only that can push us to a smile..

for all to see.

                        Fin