We are the land

Reincarnation

I died in a mist and disappeared in the fog 
When my spirit left the earth 
My body was ripped apart by vicious dogs 
I haunted the earth until I seen a chance 
To dive into someones flesh 

So that I could live again 

I awoke in a body that was so different 
I died but came back as a poet 
Due to reincarnation
How could my spirit be the same when everything else has changed 
I guess reincarnation is something you really can't explain 
For this is not my blood that I shed 
This body means no more to than
a hotel room that gets rented out weekly 
Which means this form is only temporary 
Because in actuality 
you only get one chance 
Even if you get reincarnated 
You still ain't living the life that you were once living 
©Adrian Ware

Preteen Violence

Could you picture yourself walking up to the sound of gunshots that's  ringing out worldwide 
Or seeing a little a boy holding a gun in the parking lot 
Standing over another lifeless young boy 
Telling him he just has been sparked with hot 
I know it sounds drastic 
But this is what it has come to
Our streets have became a battlefield 
Making you a target if you walk through 
As you watch your surroundings 
You'll see little kids changing before you 
Kids as young as age ten are pulling triggers on human figures 
So I ask 
Why so violent 
Do we possess the power 
To turn even the smallest person extremely violent 
©Adrian Ware