Light a match, Start Anew
You walk yourself into a dark crowded room..With vivid thoughts runnin' in your head
Catchin' a glimpse of your mind makes you go in-bloom
..And then you realize there's no fear to dread
You walk into society and wonder if it's real
..People exchanin' words and rubbin' shoulders in the halls
Never hand in your naked thoughts that's what you learn in the aisle
..But you should ask yourself whether you maybe wanna break these walls
You hear a saxaphone lyin' somewhere at the corner of the street playin' music
..So believe in whatever you believe and carry on
Well its all about the joy of livin' to the end of the lit matchstick
..Being content without searchin' for the tomb of jewels defines the new dawn
You see the two-sided page of love and hatred flyin' out the window
..Not knowin' where it lands you glance at the sight of it turnin' away
Sadly you don't realize the ink's dry on it and its now cast into a shadow
..Carve yourself anew for there ain't gonna be any doomsday
Ray Gonsalves
Poetry by Ray Gonsalves
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Written on 2009-05-08 at 03:26
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