Meet Me … A poem by JTR Franklin

Meet me at the edge of the world.

 

Where there are no rules.  Where there is no fear of judgments or bigotry.  No worry of whom or how to love.

 

Meet me at the edge of the world.

 

Where money and wealth was never known.  Where no one goes homeless or hungry.  Where you are applauded for what you are not what you have.  Where one gives from their heart mind and soul.  Not the pockets.

 

Meet me at the edge of the world.

 

Where there are no wars.  Where there is no hatred or murder.  No weapons or death.  Where peace rules without power.

 

Meet me at the edge of the world.

 

And leave the world behind us.

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