~Poetry off the top of your head~

[Nester Delgado]

What is a man?
Is he what he looks like? Is he how he speaks? Is a man his history, his family or his friends?
Is a man a vassal of of potential to rule the world or to be merely a spec of dust floating about the winds of time?
No. A man is what he sees himself as. What he sees himself as becoming and accomplishing with his own drop of sand in the hour glass. A man is only as great as he chooses to be and he is nothing more.

[Eudora Lono]

~Rubs her snout in thought since no-one listed a new topic and just decides to pick one.~

The grass is green and the morning is bright,
Oh how daytime welcomes the light.
New life will bloom and new breath is drawn,
All made possible by the illuminating dawn.
The birds fly about, each day flying further.
Do they carry the message of a feathery fuhrer?
Perhaps they only gossip and twitter.
Embellish their stories and add a little glitter.
One way or another, the sun always rises,
And each day is full of new surprises.

Next Topic: Memories of Better Days

[Cynergi]

I am as different
As different can be
Why would you ever
Try to be like me?