Never trusted
left or right
Only trusted
brain and sight
Never trusted
what they write
Only trusted
those who fight
Never trusted
wrong or right
Only trusted
shedding light
https://insanitymisunderstood.com
Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
Stories that began in the heart of the South African lowveld.
Poet and Artist ✫ Jay Mora-Shihadeh
"To be loved and love at the highest count, means to lose all the things I can't live without. Let it be known that I will choose to lose, it's a sacrifice, but I can't live a lie" -Adele-
Creativity meeting intrinsic memories
Benjamin Grossman 
Loved it!
Thank you!
I love this poem too💖❣️
Thanks so much 🙂
You’re welcome, Benjamin 🙂