Open Poetry #37 |
Who Will Stand? |
tatalinia Member
since 2005-12-17
Posts 137CA, US |
the terror in his crys in the silence of violence nightmares coming true , people dying to the face of dark in a world of the lost. we stand waiting for our death it awaits us against our will never asking to be here, but here we are some forgiven, some forsaken, some blessed in a round little ball,we call earth our daily lives living as if there is no end what awaits behind the curtain we do not know for it goes untold. religions of this and that seeking the truth of something not proven claiming yours is the truth over another so many Gods but yet only one truely exist wars, famine, death over race and beliefs animals we mimick hunting humans of helpless defeat a world of confusion writing of things i will never have answers to you and me an how this all came to be in the end who will stand an who will fall fire awaiting on judgement day hope im on the other side of the wall when the clouds part that stormy midnight when all is quiet and in place a rude awakening even the dead will witness and the trumpets will sound and who will be able to stand? I do not need shine or wealth, just a pen and some paper for my health |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
Deep thinking Althia. Enjoyed. |
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