I wonder if anyone has been there
there is a good friend, the best
forgotten by all, including children
he wait there patiently with the soul consumed
from so much waiting, calling
the desperate cries of the people on the street
come to his ears, he speaks and calls
tells them that there is a serene place
to calm down and take hold
They ignore him, do not care who is or intends to,
people continue running in fear and hatred
fighting whites, blacks, bad, good
christians, muslims, atheists, islamic
terrified scream even of their own shadow
they not listen to the words of forgotten friend,
they do not wish to enter that room itself
their inner peace, their voice of soul
the lights are going off...
someone yelling stumbles in the street with another
wondered who was that speaking from the heart place ...
someone heard was the giver, your god spark ...
the creator,
the only thing he yearned was to take them home
awaken them from their hysterical illusion
of fear and hatred, suffering and pain
because he loves deeply, immensely
He will continue to hope that they return to there
share a coffee with him and get ready to go home.

their love home.

H ekeeps on giving and never run dry for a well dug deep by the eyes that did dry.....Now we rejoice upon hear the voice but what will they do when faced with the choice....Will they do as you did with honor and valour or will the deny this love and say it dont matter........I believe. in U

That's a deal my beautiful friend
My sister of soul
Hermana del Alma
Let's have a coffee and go home
...
Love from my heart