Many people could be just more one
Just more one in this big universe
Many people could be just more one
Just more one
To go
To lie
To pretend
To give up so easily
To die
Letting anything here
Just more one
To say
Bye or just leaving and don´t advice.
Yeah, many people can´t make the difference.
But, there are a few people who could make it
And could make it very well.
That´s why they are so rare and unique.
They make the difference
In each little attitudes of them,
In many ways to say that
It´s more important to feel
Than to see
In many ways to hug and hold
Poor or rich others,
Black one or white one
Sisters, brothers
Or just strange people.
They hug all coz they feel always.
These rare and unique people
Are really hard to find.
But when we find them, our world changes completely.
How could it doesn’t change?
How?
It’s great that it changes
And brings us so many chances
To pass these feelings
For all the others
Who we could touch!
These lines I dedicate for
All the people who could feel something
Reading it.
These people who knows we don´t need to
See or watch to feel.
Here is a challenge: let´s see less and feel more!
This poem could be destroyed,
When people feel more.
Just more one in this big universe
Many people could be just more one
Just more one
To go
To lie
To pretend
To give up so easily
To die
Letting anything here
Just more one
To say
Bye or just leaving and don´t advice.
Yeah, many people can´t make the difference.
But, there are a few people who could make it
And could make it very well.
That´s why they are so rare and unique.
They make the difference
In each little attitudes of them,
In many ways to say that
It´s more important to feel
Than to see
In many ways to hug and hold
Poor or rich others,
Black one or white one
Sisters, brothers
Or just strange people.
They hug all coz they feel always.
These rare and unique people
Are really hard to find.
But when we find them, our world changes completely.
How could it doesn’t change?
How?
It’s great that it changes
And brings us so many chances
To pass these feelings
For all the others
Who we could touch!
These lines I dedicate for
All the people who could feel something
Reading it.
These people who knows we don´t need to
See or watch to feel.
Here is a challenge: let´s see less and feel more!
This poem could be destroyed,
When people feel more.
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