Open Poetry #31 |
any one can predict, only they create |
MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
they came from far and near masmerized by the music that drew them here as the pie piper they all followed on foot and many a carload music to the ear what really brought them here the word was love peace signs flown above make love not war was the word for today peace and happyness is what they tried to say love one another all sisters and brother high on life love in the heart ones who envied created hate that was only the start love one love all is what we know control, killing , is what they show power is what made them stand tall trusting is what made us take the fall we spoke, we sang of god's word they wanted us to destroy human life, how obsurb ones who wrote their music to spread their word fell from the sky like a defensless bird others sang out what's happening within they gave us drugs now they knew they would win freedon is what it's all about control is the power without a doubt flowers in the hair music fills the air greed power determined to win pass off drugs an evil within high times laughter and smiles to feel the love we traveld many a mile we can take you higher and make you feel better than before their game to get us only if we knew what was instore many a good soul has lost his sight words still travel on music in the night people came from all over the land a smile, a warm touch of the hand caring and sharing, you could see the love like a vision of angels in the heavons above we wouldnt think as they wanted us to alter our minds they knew what their drugs could do destroy our minds steal our soul found their way for total chaos and control torment our babies rape the young ladies played little boys like their own personal toys write predictions of how its going to be then create what they say,we beleve what what they want us to see a world of sin created by men, take love from the hear fill it with hate now your indide the devils gate power and greed sin and drugs is how they succeed cant raise our kids the way we should with love no time gotta work, off with a shove no work, no home evil sneaks in when their all alone its not what you have but whats within greed has taken over honest values cant win listen good to their words as they predict then create is it really god our human fate |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
MGROVES It hasn't changed, good write, enjoyed the read. |
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Grover Senior Member
since 2004-01-27
Posts 1967London, ON, Canada |
Enjoyed, good poem! |
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MGROVES
since 2004-02-01
Posts 3802california |
thankyou so much for replies |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
PIP is at least one good step in the right direction. We need to create and we can here -- for everthing we create, it's worth twice as much as the negative around us. Enjoyed your writing. |
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