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Society; Ruled by FEAR, not Love
The music, what can I say about the music?
It was always there.
It was a way to learn,
a way to speak.
A way to release.
A way to get to god in a sense.
Cause no one was there to reach.
I have this problem,
of being able to run
inside my own little sphere
of influence
All this time spent
practicing and honing
learning for nothing
it doesn't matter
pretty soon I will be
sucked up into nothing
My irrational fears conquer me
But thats why they were created in the first place
Society ruled by fear, not love
Its good to have an interest in an art, like music and singing; as you say it is the harmonising not the minor squabbles that can arise; that makes for enjoyment, release, and indeed learning. I liked your poem very much, except for the last verse - I think it was a bit morbid. Not for us to give in researching our sciences to find an answer to the prescence of the Death Star. Using the anti-matter it is made of could be harnessed by satalites and a super swift return of fire would start erasing the Death Star. Maybe we won't be sucked up after all. Enjoy yopur harmonising.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
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Last night I was acknowleging the good that has followed me, "I shall not want." Where I dwell when I die, is the essence of hope and faith. "I will fear no evil." & this prayer, what is the point if not to get through the heavy minutes , moments, and memories Life rocks and sucks a lot ~a~
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