We are all so innocent and pure in the soul
embodied with love and biology we many never know
"If there is a god, help me now" Have faith when you please
Live Eat Work Sleep
Die each day they strive with eyes and hearts begging on their knees.
"Yesterday is History Tomorrow is a Mystery Today is a gift that's why it's called the present."
We arrive on this earth and leave her at her worst
All it takes is a sprout
Yet they cover the dirt
With concrete and gas inflicting comfort and that yearn
for something more. There is something more
In each day we cannot even see
lost in the eyes of minds before you and me
So together we stay
and fear like there is no hope
when yesterday is healed and tomorrow we have no worries, for the day we cannot predict to show
Matrix of the illusion
death reaps conclusions
we are all just one of minds alike
betrayed by the love of power and the power to fight.
Throw away your money
and remove all that make-up now
materials do not matter when love comes around
for you are not who you were yesterday and I may never know you past right now.
the kind of real you could
the kind of real you could swear you tasted.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
I really enjoyed this! Nice
I really enjoyed this! Nice write!!!