We Were Not Made To

We Were Not Made To Eternally Weep.

Africa? A Book One Thumbs Listlessly, Till Slumber Comes.

The Truth Is... Everything Counts. Everything. Everything We Do And Everything We Say. Everything Helps Or Hurts; Everything Adds To Or Takes Away From Someone Else.

Dame Poverty Gave Me My Name, And Pain Godfathered Me.

What Is Last Year's Snow To Me, Last Year's Anything? The Tree Budding Yearly Must Forget How Its Past Arose Or Set