Sometimes the pen and brain have no control but to disperse a field of words. |
Alone and happy deep in the night, I here write this poem, spirituality in sight Now I wonder of a world asleep, will it wake and make me weep? I know you sit alone as well, what will come who can tell Believe in life for it is free, only our minds will dare to see That it is now a life to gain, to end the strife and pouring rain Reach deep inside to find the key to make you smile and set you free If you are in trouble with a life you can't control Do what I do and write out your very soul The written word can soothe you as you read a piece that binds Knowing someones out there who's crying in their hands Take the time to ponder on a life you'll never know That strangers in the distance will let their feelings show You wonder what I am saying as I hear the ticking clock Believe that there's a rescue as we sit upon this rock Like you my life was planned to this very day We sit upon the bay and watch the waves do play. The rock we sit upon, spins in the universe, divine Only health and ghostly chimes will beat the curse of time We cannot change the world as everything has a plan The curse of change is written deep by the hand of man For those who stay and dream their dreams of a life so bright and full We were born into a war as life takes from the fool If you read this poem you're probably confused as hell The secrets that I hold onto, I'll never surely tell. |