"Throughout" Throughout darkness within the midst of reality Every terror overcomes each struggle's known Life lurks like poison in the deep of another Every eyes blinded by natures matter For instant a child's death takes part A mother's wound trembles unstoppable All fathers’ heart forces to break apart Lights in the shadows yield among each other A living nightmare of reality living eternity Forges a dramatic scene destroys all sisters & brothers Throughout combinations of all lost souls Not one heart exist to share any good deeds The struggle to survive a war at home Like an innocent child crying for peace How the homeless every days hunger to eat Picture the sick alone awaits that moment to die Every ears deaf from a second of revolution Limited sorrow & pain evolves one another Hell below hells' gate defines our paradise A similarity of an angel forces away from heaven Throughout every ones destiny of success A tear for a tear failure breaks may be To run the distance without a single hope Subtract peace from chaos formulas Add destruction’s symptoms round & round Like an apple crashes without doubt Like life sets loose for our breathing air Through an eye of a child's thought Sadness imagination each lies Alone watching their mothers & farthers cry Throughout faded memories of horror in life Without a doubt hope exist somewhere near That every cries nor the painful fear Life long ecstasy may control one among one When a child swings a smile with nature Mothers & fathers at ease with joyful laughter To visualize the streets a new paradise How the hunger the sick The homeless or the dying Looks forward to another day in the heavens of life
Reason for writing:
Look out into our world. What do you see? You see our world crashing lil by lil and that isn't a doubt. We see the homeless and all the hurt. This poem explains a little about life, but all this hurt can change. Many people hide underneath their mask from the needs. For example, we drive along the road and see a homeless man, what do we do? We look the other way. Very true, correct? How about next time when we pass by someone in need, lend em a nickel, a dime, a buck. Anything will do. Even better; lend em a buck w/ a "God Bless" statement at the end.
Birth sign: Cancer
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