#awisewordtotheworld
PART ONE: 1
I have been thinking
What would it be like to know the truth?
What would you do about the truth?
What would you describe it as?
What if I told you the truth?
That the truth is more than one.
How curious are you to know?
Would you handle it if it was ugly
And made YOU look like it?
Would you still be ready to know the rest
Only would you recall that its hard to accept
And easy for all to see
But prefer the darkness better to trust it.
Your running away
far away from what is our aid
Take your TIME but not to long
Your in a race against it.
Are you ready
Either strong to handle it
Quick to overcome it
Or tumble down to the pit
For its the ugly truth.
PART TWO: 2
To the truth
We are a novel
A new one each step we take
An open book
As it may see.
But to us the truth
Is a whole big question
A mysterious myth only
Few have faced in reality.
What is the ugly truth
May it be that we are all in the dark
Unaware of the ones next to us
Or is it that death walks right in front of us
But none can see it.
Many say the truth
Is the light
But would you believe them
If you sat down and
Saw the other side of it
Only to find out it walks with misery
In the dark as the light we seek.
We've been living a lie
A lie so big that
Our minds run of imagination
And nightmares of the future
We are not safe
Buts it's too late
It’s a revelation, a revelation of our kind.
We choose to follow
Than stand unique
Divided amongst many
Unity was brutally murdered
Trust no longer exist between true blood
That the word blind no longer describes us.
But yet the ugly truth
Holds more than we can see
And imagine
It's time to face it
Fast faster than time will lapse
And save the future.
©Hansmind, 2014
Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 8:41 PM UTC
PART TWO:
Open your eyes it's much safer
Before walking to a ditch deep
As the depth of hell
The world is not a horror
It is for we make it one
Put on your torches
And light your way out
The smallest of situations
Lead us to fear
Back to the dark
And in the ditch we go
Each lesson is a mark
And step to mature
The needle and thread
Never mends the broken heart
The pieces missing do
Put back to their spaces
That whistle endless with the wind
As it passes swiftly through
Judging us as heartless
And empty bottle *******
Ignorance and neglect we walk with
As for we cannot see it
For we refuse to open our eyes
Neither follow the light
At the end of the dark
Out of the fear
Of failure and understanding
Of the misjudged world
Hard to accept the truth
From the ones who see
In the dark we build a
World of imagination
Only to find we cannot
Co-op with the world
As our corpses
Are closed into darkness
For an eternity
Unable to fight out of the dark
As the light fades away
And wish we grabbed the chance
To success
A WISE WORD TO THE WORLD I SAY.....TO LISTEN
©Hansmind, 2015
Aug 23, 2015
Aug 23, 2015 at 8:02 AM UTC