when i was young people didn't die they just "went to a better place - a better sphere" as i grow up i realise people die and any place would be better than here
your poem is part of universal riddle:
A dream within a dream conspiracy or scheme? another "sphere" not here is it really better there?
Good piece - Keep writing - Keep the faith.
your poem is part of universal riddle:
A dream within a dream
conspiracy or scheme?
another "sphere" not here
is it really better there?
Good piece - Keep writing - Keep the faith.