The Being

It started as a seed inside the fruit of its mother kind.
Drop to the ground filled with species both gentle and wild.
Waited for months to witness the sun and feel the air,
To learn how to survive in this world that is truly unfair.

With struggles it must adapt to things that surrounds it.
Embrace the coldness of winter and so the summer heat.
Strengthens its being to conquer the world of mysteries.
Answer every question that some never wanted to see.

In the silence it could hear his mind talking in languages,
And started to dream images beyond its real capabilities.
Now its imaginations are slowly brought into life.
Accepted by the world and this creature has nothing to hide.

Its name is a legend to every living and depending being.
Its mastery is a religion to some because it is blinding.
It forgets its kind and where it really came before.
A sudden demon, a master of greed, a being of ignores.

Now the mother kind drops a tear instead of a living fruit.
Worried that its kind will forget its flowers and roots.
Its prayer to its creator makes it live in patience,
That someday its grown fruit will feel a little conscience.

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Crystal Ship

I’ve been watching crystal ships in my imagination.
This ship will bring peace and unite the nations,
boarded with people of diplomatic mind and actions.
This crystal ship is in my dream and it’s my creation.

I challenge you people who are more than pirates.
Ride my ship and let’s stop the killing pride and hate.
Put down your swords and guns before it’s too late.
Ride my crystal ship and no words needed for a debate.

Look at the children and what have they become.
With your warships with canon, what have you done?
Their future are in pieces and too hard to make them one.
So in my crystal ship, I’ll aboard them to all that I can.

Come on holy angels with blue wings like of the sea.
Cover my ship under your wings from their impurity.
Let not the children suffer in war, hunger, and slavery.
Take my crystal ship and set all my passengers free.

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