Not a prison is one without a prisoner within,
Not a crime is one without one that commits,
Not a battle is one between death and life,
Without one that kills and the one that dies.
Not a tear you'll shed when a petal fades,
For if you believe, it will bloom again.
Not a heart is one without hate and love,
Not a god is one without the heavens above.
Not a hand you shall raise to the lurid skies,
If all of you're prayers are full of lies.
Not a word makes sense unless you understand,
So say what you believe, get up, take a stand.
Jul 12, 2012
Jul 12, 2012 at 7:13 PM UTC
Not a prison is one without a prisoner within,
Not a crime is one without one that commits,
Not a battle is one between death and life,
Without one that kills and the one that dies.
Not a tear you'll shed when a petal fades,
For if you believe, it will bloom again.
Not a heart is one without hate and love,
Not a god is one without the heavens above.
Not a hand you shall raise to the lurid skies,
If all of you're prayers are full of lies.
Not a word makes sense unless you understand,
So say what you believe, get up, take a stand.
This is one of my latest poems that tells about how nothing makes sense unless you make sense of it. I would really appreciate it if you posted your reactions to my poems or gave me feedback! :)
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