By Iggy Benavente
Coursing through like the rivers and the streams,
Going through different lives, trends, and themes.
This is my colorful life,
Filled with headache and strife.
Despite my adversity, I live the controversy,
But in the dark is light and mercy.
It is only human to feel and hate,
Always fearful of an uncertain fate.
Change is hard to come by,
But when it starts, it tends to fly.
Like water, my blood courses through my blood stream,
Living this thing we call life, coursing through a colorful beam.