Crests of Foam
The source of my inspiration
Is quite already asleep,
It seems there's no way to get better impressions,
If you have already lived in deception.
Sometimes life is inspirational,
Some others is just a fake,
A fake for dreams not achieved,
In those days you feel emotional,
As if your heart in tears could become a lake,
For real, is just truthfully real,
What you really need is to believe.
Believe in better days to come,
Believe in which for you, in God, is upcoming
Believe the hidden lights in your heart are pumping,
Believe that the Almighty for you has a new chrome
A chrome where all colors are delightful,
Where everything is possible,
Where no one can be so insightful,
As when you can feel it, your heart is audible.
What an astonishing view of life this world offers for many!
I'd like to be living a life which could be so plenty,
Where all beings, rational or whatsoever,
In peace, sharing what from Earth is yet remaning,forever.
Oh!, if we could enjoy, just being contented,
Having faith in years to come,
When mother nature could survive, not devastated,
In a world of magic arrows of delight, like crests of foam.
What an ocean of lies!
Together we ever lived,
It is better to split up,
Than forever being deceived.
By Miss Odilia Pérez
E.L.A. Teacher
A.S. School
