Struggling to overcome
And yet we look to believe.
To capture a moment in a chaotic world
People thriving towards harmony to contain,
Essence to balance noise
Can lead towards a struggling poise.
Peace, a word honed to the soul
Yet it’s a time where noise is a want
For me my silence is my tool
I don’t need to wave my arms in the air, as I rather be calm... and cool.
My peace, my saviour and my quest
Those that need to hear that bit of noise Which plays a part
I believe humble beginnings is where it starts.
“Once again not a point prover, everyone to there own”
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Jason Andrews
23/11/2017
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