Truth falls in place

Even in the gutter or litter

I smile, I will to be, I glitter

Even in pages of differences and deaths

I ask you to live, my whiff gives you breaths

Even in the hands wheezing wrath, mayhem

The raging flame inside wills to write a poem

This is the truth, truth it is, this is!

Even words out of place, long to feel the breeze...