pound as you will against my shores
I shall not break but for a moment
words are meant for paper and screen
thoughts are the true essence
how will you know unless you enter my soul
sight will deceive you my friend
spirit is the only truth

and she speaks with her amplified tongue
as if there were some reality to be found
but it is false attracting like soft porn
telling us we belong to a side
never leaving the bounds of argument
asking us to do everything but giving us nothing
serving it's own self till the stomach is full

looking to the heavens I can not serve this master
I will not choose either or
souls were not built to host sadness
hearts were not made to pump ice
my world will not rotate off the steam of evil
but will find it's food through the eyes of goodness
feed me with understanding so I might know

be my light, my guide, my savior
be the part of me too blind to see
too weak to listen
unwise in my thinking be my thought
add pace to my steps
air to my breath
and finally when the day is here
flight to my wings

you who understands all
give to this one of little knowledge
allow me to look up instead of living down
finding answers instead of circling questions
a smile over frown
and bright over dark

yes, give me bright over dark

This is brilliant.

Loved it

Loved it

Like sipping a fine wine... those words were meant to be read slowly, savoring each line to grasp the essence of the thought. Wonderful read then