Jul 3
But why have I placed third in the human race,running in a country sworn to protect my peace as it is ours, one to dream where we are free, instead leaves me a barrel at my chest, fighting for my last breath in a world thats failed to seee me as I am, the human race for I am ahuman with a face. A heart that beats with love passion and blood ,one thats just the same as you and me, a baby born to breath but I have grown only not in your mind I am just a bag of bone, thrown to retrieval of the dog, I am own- ed
