The days are moving,
The things are changing,
The voices are wanting,
The food fit for quenching,
The aims are waiting,
For the right timing,
Shoot it direct at them,
See them fall in mayhem,
Prevent the good coming,
To the pleasure so longing!
In the distance,
Like a thousand miles,
There is a pleasant light,
Calling you,
You walk toward it,
It gets further,
This continued,
For a long term,
Now u c,
It gets closer,
Hopes rise,
Destination strides!
Oh….the ache,
It was rising,
The signs were calling,
No one to say to,
No thing to cover due,
Let alone sit tight,
Not because of fright,
Whatever the situation,
Deal with it already,
Cause no compensation,
For what goes on vary,
Is that life a callin?
The mind fainted,
The wall halted,
The pain grated,
The thoughts acquainted,
The folds fell,
Causing a swell,
The machine croaked,
It was forced work,
Healing took quite awhile,
Before it could smile,
How hard could it get?
The silent touch,
Of one so small,
So innocent,
Can only b felt,
If one is conscious,
When not in the mind,
U r blind,
Wishin for that power,
That can keep me,
With the tower!
The eyes of envy,
That crossed ye,
Gave u always sorrow,
The eyes of jealousy,
Gave the pain of arrows,
The healer of such eyes,
Can be found there,
Within the soul,
That takes it in!
How it was soaring,
How tall it grew,
It came like an embrace,
With all adieu,
For once feelin,
Like goin so high,
Above the trees,
That stood by!
