I wrote this poem to prove a point about people. Why is it when people die by suicide, that's when they mention all the good about you? They say how you made a difference in this world and that no one can replace you...if you said it a little sooner, you probably could have saved someone's life. So don't wait to tell someone they're important and for those that have people who care, that's great! You are lucky This poem goes out to those that don't have anyone...
This is the finished and updated version of my commission for He wanted a story that continues from my previous one, The Pharmacy Girl. Now our two diaper lovers are having a date at the pool with some twist.
Before you start to judge me or the poem, I strongly advice everyone to take of you fingers of the keyboard, close your eyes and start to imagine how would a 10 year old child feel and what will that child see and grow up in if these lies continue, if the truth remains hidden and if everyone points figures at one another because they don't believe in what we believe. The world was given to humans to share it not to divided with Religions, Frontiers, Countries, Nations and afterwards all of these can be used to Mock, Discriminate and even Kill to Conquer. And all of these are done in the name of "god" or "country". What "god" and what "country" did asked for a global slaughter? Think about these things before you judge me. Thank you. And I hope this long message will be read by at least 5 people on dA.
ps: the comment box is off for a reason. I hope you will know the reason after you read the poem and the artist description.
Love and Light. Namaste!
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