died with my author - Riaan 'JePro' Davids

some songs died with their authors, undiscovered, lost forever, dearly beloved what are we ought to do, what are we suppose to do now, about those going down the same path, they do not get discovered, we can blame it on them, but what about those who daily get discouraged, pushed down, ugly words painted vividly killing their spirits, they do not feel like feeling, the pain and hurt are so real, for some the only out is to be killed

all the talent out there crying to be heard, but no one is hearing, listen to them songs speaking, they are saying:

today i died with my author, i never saw the daylight, and my voice wasn't heard, i wanted to tell you a story, i wanted to tell you just how i feel, my friends and i have untold stories, we could have told just how our authors felt, we could have been their voices when they could not speak, didn't know how to articulate just what's on their hearts, we could have been the link between them and the world, but we are drowning voices untold stories, we died with our authors

this is one author's voice hear me now, lets stand together, united, poets and authors fighting with our pens, spread love instead of hatred, speak peace instead of war, give a kind word for your fellow man, they might just be drowning in this ocean called life, and your words might just be that lifeboat needed, lets think of others for a change, lets lift each other up instead of pulling each other down, lets be the light in this dark fading world, and who knows...

another song, another poem, another piece in written form might just survive and come to life because someone felt inspired to write