Expressions in a mundane world
Comes as no surprise
Yet, he which cannot speaketh
Has already spake his demise
We dream of life as a mountain
That we all try to climb
But in reality, it's a mission
And we consistently run out of time
Diseases and deaths are plentiful
Like sweet maples within trees
(PAUSE) Please, "SELAH" that last point
Because in bed, you're next (PROCEED)
Don't limit yourself to boxes
Abrasions on the corners cut deep
Release restrictions and broaden your minds
Awaken from this tulmutuous sleep
Uplift thy neighbor; esteem thyself
For therein lies thine key
Unlock thy gates to paradise
You shall obtain it, first, mentally.
1 comment:
You're really good, man ... a very talented poet without a doubt.
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