SAM Frida

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The Black Sheep’s Rule

The Black Sheep’s Rule

In the family, where hearts entwine,A black sheep walks a separate line.Alone, yet strong in shadows deep,Guarding truths that others keep. Eyes that see through every lie,Finding truth where falsehoods fly.A heart resilient, bearing weight,Of silent doubts and quiet...

The Strength to Let Go

The Strength to Let Go

Letting go, it sounds so simple,Yet it's one of life's hardest trials,To bid farewell to love and memories,That once brought us endless smiles. Courage must be summoned deep,To say goodbye to hearts we've known,To places, faces, cherished dreams,And seeds of love...

The Lingering Shadows of Colonization: A Global Perspective

The Lingering Shadows of Colonization: A Global Perspective

Colonization, once a force that reshaped continents, has left deep, enduring scars that continue to affect nations worldwide. Even decades after the last colonies gained independence, the remnants of this era are stark and pervasive, manifesting in various social,...

The Borders We Draw

The Borders We Draw

In a world where the expanse of land and sea knows no inherent boundaries, it is we, humans, who have meticulously etched lines across the globe, defining nations and territories. These borders, while essential for governance and identity, are also poignant reminders...

Woodblock’s Settle Down

Woodblock’s Settle Down

https://youtu.be/ckAcadyp-3s?si=X9iAs-d12L3o4Xm4 Waking in the dark, no sense of timeNo one else around but I like being alone, aloneWaiting on the beachside, sky is clearNo one else around and it feels like I am homeI'm home My mind's been sleeping inWaiting for the...

Echoes of Your Struggles, Light of Your Memory

Echoes of Your Struggles, Light of Your Memory

To those who found the world too hard,Too challenging, too painful to bear,Know this: you’re not weak. It was just too much.It is painful. It is hard. And we miss you. You will always be missed,A void in the places you once stood.Not one of us can judge,For none have...

The Depths of Love

The Depths of Love

In the garden of the heart, love blooms,Not just in petals bright and fair,But in the roots that weather storms,In the soil where shadows lair. Love is not a fleeting glance,Or the blush of dawn’s first light,It’s the embrace of every scar,In the darkest, quiet night....

Unspoken Words

Unspoken Words

In the silence of a funeral's embrace,We gather with sorrow, hearts interlace.Words of love and praise, finally said,Eulogies given to the dear departed, now dead. Yet in the living, we often forget,To express the love, we so deeply regret.Why do we wait for the end...