My second poem enjoy |
How the mighty fall isn't that how the saying goes? What then are the weak? Would they then be strong? Survival of the fittest that's how this lie goes Is anyone strong? Or are we all just the weak? Does killing bring strength? Revenge is weakness the strong can move on in life the weak are angry For which is harder? To forgive our enemies or to kill them all We always forget killing can be quite easy living with is isn't To live for revenge this is not a life at all to kill in cold blood This isn't our purpose survival of the fittest this deceit won't stand And were this lie true we would already be dead for we are all weak That's why life isn't death for we don't get what we should for revenge is God's Something he won't use for he is always strongest and revenge is weak Take joy in your life it could end in a second what then would you be? To the world, a stain upon the front of a car to God a child One lost who was found the child of joy and sun the loved evil one Our strongest are weak in an instant we could die and no one would care Don't feed your vengeance for to seek out death is death the weak still draw breath. ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |