In a blink of an eye
All things are not owned and controlled,
By us, as we always seem to forget,
Living with thought is always better than,
Living in collection because,
It is human to blink,
And as we blink, things can change,
And so is why we must use thought,
Thought is what we use to improvise,
Is what we use to adapt,
And what we use to overcome,
These are the tools that we need,
When everything goes so wrong,
Beyond the "hero" status,
Beyond the feeling of control,
With so much pride comes with,
So much denial of loss,
And if you hold on to this belief,
It could destroy all of what you are,
Past, present and future,
"Take" is a selfish possession,
And "loss" is a safe way of saying that,
They're gone,
And this is the wrong place to play the role of "hero",
Because strength and happiness is the only solution,
One day, with no rush,
You will understand this,
But until this time has come,
My sincere aplolgies,
And all my prayers unto you, kiddo,
The dancer moves without a trace,
Poetry by Saga
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Written on 2007-02-09 at 01:16
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