...Hope
and silver bullets to tomorrow
thunder is yesterday
so as gray clouds of
dead expectations
Washed away petals
with a struggle to forget
and there are voices
we fail to hear
Anger is a step towards
an irrelevant lightning
and hatred
is worse
when it drowns the reasons
Prayers are filled
with despair
when all that is needed
is but a single spark that will
pull a dream
from a bushfire
so the forsaken
shall believe
again...
Mar 4, 2013
Mar 4, 2013 at 10:02 AM UTC
...Hope
and silver bullets to tomorrow
thunder is yesterday
so as gray clouds of
dead expectations
Washed away petals
with a struggle to forget
and there are voices
we fail to hear
Anger is a step towards
an irrelevant lightning
and hatred
is worse
when it drowns the reasons
Prayers are filled
with despair
when all that is needed
is but a single spark that will
pull a dream
from a bushfire
so the forsaken
shall believe
again...
Mek
08.16.09
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