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Oct 2011
When your caught in the middle
Of a thought and a feeling
Where book definition
Is pounding and a stealing
You forget that your human
You forget that your man
You forget that your dreaming
And one day you'll be dying
Where all these rules bore you
Where the repetition is the start of the fade
Where eyes are not open
The mind has also halted
Your lost in a memory
Not your own, but who can say?
Here amongst the heaps of the horde
And men who steal nickels for quarters
Where names do not matter
And death means even less
And life is on trial
For a false accused offense
Heroes are held up by butter knifes
And justice has bought its last drink
And the book has already burned
While the typist reels out another one
And the music has gone mute
Only leaving us dead beats
To wander where there might be something fresh
Here on this wide world
I feel old n' born but leaving soon
Inside this body is a death as well as a life
Inside this mind is world not yet experienced
Inside each of us
Is a love not yet shared
So seek out thy love
Thy passion
And thy heartbreak
See all do all feel all and die with all
For were all
Bound together in our
Great Fall
Where to go from there
No man knoweth
But atop the crystal white mountain
With a tip as sharp
As a razor's edge
Mystery serenades truth
With a harp and a shaky
Promenade
Amongst the madness
Of skylines dotted with
God's doubted sadness
Sand piles up by the doorways
Of the true greedy and guilty
The master's of power
To selfish to share an ounce
Of care
Where mad men smile
With teeth dripping
With oil blood and the diamond tears
Of weeping sorry angels
Breathing the breathe of ******
Of evil
Of sinister sadistic superiority
Imagining that they are no longer human
Thinking they have evolved through nature
As she shakes her hanging head
Behind them
We are the plants
The animals
The dust gathered in our shoes
The lace which doth tie them
And the leather which grips them
We are the pounding rain
On roof top which shelters us
We are the food atop table top
With one's smiling child's faces
Home is here and here is forever
We are amongst relatives until
Fear does enter
Then light turns to dark
And life turns to grey
And the shifting eyes of distrust
Are all the mind can see
Stay true for the light
Doth always shine
Oh' at times so terribly dim
But it does shine
It is there
Darkness cannot fully
Stomp out
The light
Written by
Mitchell
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