‘Be Bold’
I had been the type of human being
Who would locate magic on the ground,
As if The key to authentic joy
was one thing remaining lying all-around.
I’d pull it outside of library textbooks
their webpages ripped and worn,
And swore that I could see it
while in the air just before a storm.
When you’re cautious to believing
I’m no stranger to distrust,
Back again then all I present in library guides
was the scent of moths and mud.

And Even with my each individual guarantee
that every rainbow retains some thing gold.
That no-one born in heritage
as ever been quiet Daring.
Until finally I informed them by means of my smile
that believing is The true secret.
You can not adjust how the entire world appears to be
until eventually you change peace how people see.

ANGELA
1967-