An idea based on a poem I just recently read!!!
The blinders are on tight,
The vision is all there is,
Events in between is a distraction,
To the dream, the objective, the goal,
The truth must and will satisfy,
The consequence,
A slave is someone who submits,
To the conqueror, large and even small,
And we have all wore a chain or two,
But submission is only temporary,
Never forever, unless you raise no fist,
I see the creature in the cave,
That once was a man,
Over a ring, he became a slave,
A junkie, a addict,
It never let him go,
And neither did he,
Even when it was lost,
They say that it was a sad fate,
But it was decided by he,
Who became a brothers' keeper,
For a ring, a shackle, everlasting guilt,
Do they they work upon each other,
Guilt and shame?,
Vision and objective?,
Obsession and posession?,
You must ask a question,
Do you like your mental home?,
The one you made?,
Can you see through the windows?,
Of activities you want to see,
But ocassionally miss, or want to join?,
Is there a door to leave?,
Or can you crash or jump out of the window?,
Walking and question our consumption,
Of what, where and when?,
And who, why, and never,
I guess just make sure your comfortable,
And you have a way out,
Or I guess,
You just have to enjoy your time,
The dancer moves without a trace,
To Kaye,
Stevie Wonder's
Keep our love alive,
Feeble is the mind that says "They don't care",
Selfish is the heart that won't give their share,
Poor them, Poor we,
Wasted is the mind that won't take a stand,
Lieth the tongue that says they can't when they can,
Poor him, Poor she,
For as long as we live,
And are blessed with air on earth to breathe,
We should all keep our love alive,
More than blinds the soul that sees but won't show,
Lost the leader with the way, but won't go,
For you, For me,
Wothless is the one with will but won't try,
Grounded are we all if we don't think high,
Of you, You of me,
For as long as we live,
And are blessed with air on earth to breathe,
We should live to keep our love alive,
Let's keep our love alive,
For as long as I live,
And am blessed with air on earth to breathe,
I know I'll live to keep our love alive,
Poetry by Saga
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Written on 2006-11-25 at 07:41
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The blinders are on tight,
The vision is all there is,
Events in between is a distraction,
To the dream, the objective, the goal,
The truth must and will satisfy,
The consequence,
A slave is someone who submits,
To the conqueror, large and even small,
And we have all wore a chain or two,
But submission is only temporary,
Never forever, unless you raise no fist,
I see the creature in the cave,
That once was a man,
Over a ring, he became a slave,
A junkie, a addict,
It never let him go,
And neither did he,
Even when it was lost,
They say that it was a sad fate,
But it was decided by he,
Who became a brothers' keeper,
For a ring, a shackle, everlasting guilt,
Do they they work upon each other,
Guilt and shame?,
Vision and objective?,
Obsession and posession?,
You must ask a question,
Do you like your mental home?,
The one you made?,
Can you see through the windows?,
Of activities you want to see,
But ocassionally miss, or want to join?,
Is there a door to leave?,
Or can you crash or jump out of the window?,
Walking and question our consumption,
Of what, where and when?,
And who, why, and never,
I guess just make sure your comfortable,
And you have a way out,
Or I guess,
You just have to enjoy your time,
The dancer moves without a trace,
To Kaye,
Stevie Wonder's
Keep our love alive,
Feeble is the mind that says "They don't care",
Selfish is the heart that won't give their share,
Poor them, Poor we,
Wasted is the mind that won't take a stand,
Lieth the tongue that says they can't when they can,
Poor him, Poor she,
For as long as we live,
And are blessed with air on earth to breathe,
We should all keep our love alive,
More than blinds the soul that sees but won't show,
Lost the leader with the way, but won't go,
For you, For me,
Wothless is the one with will but won't try,
Grounded are we all if we don't think high,
Of you, You of me,
For as long as we live,
And are blessed with air on earth to breathe,
We should live to keep our love alive,
Let's keep our love alive,
For as long as I live,
And am blessed with air on earth to breathe,
I know I'll live to keep our love alive,
Poetry by Saga
Read 487 times
Written on 2006-11-25 at 07:41
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