let them
find you God knows
they will
let them do as
they please
as you watch from the
sidelines
thinking On humanity's
frivolous
Sisyphean superfluic activities
beliefs are dare-eye-say
worthless yet we
hold on
ever so dearly to
the things that
**** us
a
fact or
two could save
us all but
we'd rather
spank
our
differences

Everyone
has been hurt
and so
the love they felt
as a child has been
lost like
most things and
how wonderful it would be
if tender spirits
could re-enter
the world

I'll tell you a
Secret
one day the
sky will fall
and we'll quicken
our lungs
as the aliens
take our
kids and
the kids they
smile as
they meet their
heavenly new
parents
From the world above and
as the memories
are replaced our
world will seem
Distant
Foreign
Lost and
they will
call the world of
these Angels
Hoam

it's only when
things are Lost
that we Find them

write a
Poem they said
it's good for
soul and the
beater of veins
the days they drag
on and people they
see dreams fall to
pieces
and the others
leave but
we want to lay our
eyes upon their beautiful
faces again and this
gets tough
tougher when the casket
has closed so
We
persevere
the world is dog
eat dog
they say but it's
not it's
get along or ****...
it seems the
bloodlust is stronger
than the will to
connect

they say
what doesn't **** you
makes you Stronger
but
the pain lasts and the
blood-pump grows weary,
A heavy
heart is quite the burden
and shoulders only hold
so much..
but,
for as long
as the sun
shines there will be
brightness

Click clack
crash
the plates are
stacked again
do they always have to
drop them?
I understand
the need to feel
the drive to express the self
so day in
day out
the iron is pumped
the veins are filled with the
blood of men turned
warriors but they leave
warriors turned men