Monday, April 6, 2009
Monday, December 1, 2008
7 ways to look at blind eyes
Although he may not witness
He can feel
Watch him as he struggles
Through a war from within
Blindly those eyes do not see tragedy
But if not to see it
They must feel it
Sharpened senses
Allows him to wield inhuman capabilities
Realization to why eyes are not a necessity
Your other senses guide you on another path
The aging of your children, your family
You can not vision them maturing
While to yourself you do not age
Lacking pupils
Creates an empty lake of tears
In those tragic eyes.
Although he may not witness
He can feel
Watch him as he struggles
Through a war from within
Blindly those eyes do not see tragedy
But if not to see it
They must feel it
Sharpened senses
Allows him to wield inhuman capabilities
Realization to why eyes are not a necessity
Your other senses guide you on another path
The aging of your children, your family
You can not vision them maturing
While to yourself you do not age
Lacking pupils
Creates an empty lake of tears
In those tragic eyes.
6 ways to look at deaf ears
The melodies that help
You escape
Are now contained
Never having to hear
Backstabbing words
From behind you
No harmful words
Can crawl into
The shallow mind
The cries of suffering
You don’t ignore
But wish to hear
Only they spray across your
Unknowing face
Missing your toddler’s laughter
And never to hear the words
“I love you”
You experience a different world
Having to imagine voices
Inside a head that cannot control
The outside world.
The melodies that help
You escape
Are now contained
Never having to hear
Backstabbing words
From behind you
No harmful words
Can crawl into
The shallow mind
The cries of suffering
You don’t ignore
But wish to hear
Only they spray across your
Unknowing face
Missing your toddler’s laughter
And never to hear the words
“I love you”
You experience a different world
Having to imagine voices
Inside a head that cannot control
The outside world.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Murder
Last in life
Shot down in the parking lot
Whatever happened to you?
Soul that’s gone
Where do you wander?
Please find yourself beside me
And when you didn’t come home
Your family could only ponder
On the news they spoke of you for a mere 5 seconds
Then you’ll disappear into the earth
How could someone vanish?
Falling off this fragile world
It’s our job to remember
Remembering the innocent ones who
Were a pointless loss
Last in life
Shot down in the parking lot
Whatever happened to you?
Soul that’s gone
Where do you wander?
Please find yourself beside me
And when you didn’t come home
Your family could only ponder
On the news they spoke of you for a mere 5 seconds
Then you’ll disappear into the earth
How could someone vanish?
Falling off this fragile world
It’s our job to remember
Remembering the innocent ones who
Were a pointless loss
Shackle
Shackle
To the walls you are tide
Every night you yell and plea
As you are chained to that lonely house
Chained by he who feels in control
But he isn’t
Grasp it by the ankles
And become stronger
Control you life and free yourself of those selfish chains
To the walls you are tide
Every night you yell and plea
As you are chained to that lonely house
Chained by he who feels in control
But he isn’t
Grasp it by the ankles
And become stronger
Control you life and free yourself of those selfish chains
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Violence
Hate's pulling you under
if you never turn your back
on that prejudice grudge
so wave goodbye to the past
help your neighbor
hold the door open for someone
what's on the outside
should never matter
if you never turn your back
on that prejudice grudge
so wave goodbye to the past
help your neighbor
hold the door open for someone
what's on the outside
should never matter
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