Saturday, February 11, 2012


Don't you know
We were born
To be different.
In a way that you know
Isn't innocent.
For days pave a way
That is different
From the stars and the moon
And the firmament.
I am sure
That it's true
That we're different.
It's a message that surely
Was heaven sent.
To be different
Is to be me and you;
Or the difference between the two.
Something perhaps never said.