Archive for July 27, 2011


But heard nothing

I did close my

Eyes and did

Listen to what

The world had

To say

It was drowned

Out with the

Living

And man going

About his way

Planes drowned

Out the singing

Of what the birds

Did say

Radios were so loud

That the bee’s

Had flown away

I did close my

Eyes and did listen

But heard nothing

Else today

Other than mans

Disturbance

And the price we

Have to pay

I have seen a light

In the darkness of

Human kind

This justifies my stance

And has brought

Clarity to mind

Those of you of this

Shadowy world do

Go and seek

Your own kind

For yours is a kinship

Not wanted

For I’m no longer

Blind

My body does fail

Me

In this time of need

Mere reflection

Of my own past

And greed

No longer able

To sustain

Those things I say

I need

For my body has

Now come to its

End

And this I no longer

Need

I feel this shadow

Upon me

And know my

Time is short

Reflections of memories

As if in dream

Unable to wake

Or rid myself

Of this darkest

Screen

Blocking out reality

Lost never again

To be seen

I feel this shadow

Upon me

I feel a death

Inside of me

Somehow so alone

Can not put pen

To paper

For my mind it does

So roam

Lost is that inclination

To touch another

Soul

Somehow somewhere

I’ve lost that will

To make love

A place called home

I feel a death

Inside of me

I know it’s time

To go

Disrespect is all you know

No other emotion

Are you able to

Show

Lost are your feelings

For those that

Did help you

Grow

Yours are the issues

And have been

So

For many a year

Washed out in tears

Forgotten are those

Who carried you

And eased your

Fears

Lost are those times

Your hand was held

For your mind has

No order

If only the pain were

Washed away

With the falling of

Tears

But survivors do stand

For testimony of

A willingness to

Overcome

For the loss of those

Unfortunate ones

To whom addictions over run

Left with empty arms

And memories

Of this past and things that were

Done

Drowned out by further sorrow

As this is a daughter or son

 


 

Echo’s in the windows

Of our minds

We often find that

Thing

That we have recognition

With as it returns

To its place of

Birth

A whispered word

Not

Known for its true

Meaning

Returns fully formed

Bringing its own

Glorification

And thus we hear the

Echo’s in the windows

Of our minds

Having found true meaning

And wisdom in the

Reflections

Of self

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