I need to tell you of things, love
both harsh and beautiful
things that weigh heavy on the soul
and threaten to stain the sun
A world like ours, is full of shadows
never let that dim your eyes, stars like those
were born to sparkle and shine rebelliously
Let them rage, against the night and those
who seek to keep the world in darkness
let them rage, my child
until the blinded see
Life is seldom fair or just
but vengeance and hatred
should never be given the chance
to call a heart as beautiful as yours, home
Remember, you are not
just pretty words spoken
but every deed done, in light
and in every dark corner
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 4:22 AM UTC
I need to tell you of things, love
both harsh and beautiful
things that weigh heavy on the soul
and threaten to stain the sun
A world like ours, is full of shadows
never let that dim your eyes, stars like those
were born to sparkle and shine rebelliously
Let them rage, against the night and those
who seek to keep the world in darkness
let them rage, my child
until the blinded see
Life is seldom fair or just
but vengeance and hatred
should never be given the chance
to call a heart as beautiful as yours, home
Remember, you are not
just pretty words spoken
but every deed done, in light
and in every dark corner
A poem to my daughter Madison.
