Exploring the past

che was a friend of those in need everywhere

Peace, Love and Patchouli

Monday morning
Time reflecting
THe world of Che
The sick and poor
And perception
Once changed
Cannot return
To ignorance.
Living in a world
That changes daily
Good and bad
Rich and poor
And somewhere in between
Lies the quiet truth
For another’s good
While someone else suffers.
I saw your photo
I have seen on shirts
But never knew
The story behind
Your rise
Your ideal
Your truth
Left bleeding
For your cause
Left dead
For beliefs
Too radical
Your truth
Cut others
And their dream
The beautiful country
The people
Your travels
Life so significant
Each person
Is a person
Not trash to be swept away
Like dust out the door
From a broken broom
With few straws left
They wander like dust particles
In a home
No longer their own.
I was left pondering
And this life
And how does it…

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