The walking spirit of being
Thus the walking spirit of being
found himself in the midst of war
between the righteous
and those who merely observed.
The powers that were
puked their misconceptions
like true hypocrites
and wrongly claimed divinity.
The shadow of power
thus fed all illusions of narrowness
with a focus of self important
aspects of visibility.
Daring is the love
that does not feed on blood
nor on religious opposition
that defies the order.
Children do not make bombs
but suffer from them.
Children do not worry
about life after death.
Thus the walking spirit of being
denounces all fundaments
for the sake of dark present day
and its misinterpreted complications.
Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2006-01-06 at 23:16




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