It's okay, it's alright
I can survive this endless strife
Living all this life with all the fight
A beginning, a start of a new life.
Sitting in a rock beside a green pepper plant
Everyday the sunlight strikes my skin
Breathing air and water as what I want
Jumping one feet high just to win.
It's okay, it's alright
I'll sow the seeds of the future
Painting the wall with black and white
For the beginning of a new culture
I don't suppose you know
That my life's not complete
I keep on searching, from high to low
And I don't suppose you can compete
Kestrel Quiambao
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/futuristic/
