The CANNON thunders - limbs fly in all directions - one can hear the groans of victims and the howling of those performing the sacrifice - it's Humanity in search of happiness
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Thursday, December 31, 2009
Friday, April 3, 2009
I want Peace
I want a break from all these traffic lights
and polluted scene
somewhere i can rest with no fret
and sleep with no wounds.
Maybe wake up early in the morning
jogging on the boarders off the sand,
toes barley reaching the water
as my lungs fill up with morning air.
I want to hide away from all the clouds
and break free into the sun
Glister like i should
like the rays of the sun.
I'll lay on the snow white sand,
with my book in hand.
Paper and pen
by my side,
just in case
any idea travels by....
and polluted scene
somewhere i can rest with no fret
and sleep with no wounds.
Maybe wake up early in the morning
jogging on the boarders off the sand,
toes barley reaching the water
as my lungs fill up with morning air.
I want to hide away from all the clouds
and break free into the sun
Glister like i should
like the rays of the sun.
I'll lay on the snow white sand,
with my book in hand.
Paper and pen
by my side,
just in case
any idea travels by....
Poem credits: Hailey
