#comealive
To the trees,
and the seeds
Please believe
The crease in
My knees
Are from pleading
Every which season
You’ll come alive
You’ll come alive
Dissidents,
Revolution,
The weak,
The meek,
The speech that
Shakes the roots
We speak
Comes alive
You’ll come alive
Like oxygen,
Deceit
So sweet
In the air
That we breathe
The droplets
We drink
Come alive
You’ll come alive
The soil
And soot
I kneel
No fear
I’m here for
You to appear
And come alive
You’ll come alive
The soul
It shouts
It loves
And doubts
Your life means
Something
Each season
You are alive
You’ll come alive
Jan 28, 2021
Jan 28, 2021 at 12:50 PM UTC
Walking corpse,dead while breathing
Lost hope and shattered dreams
I see broken hearts ,unhealed wounds
Guilt and pain carried over day after day
Come alive,come alive
Know that you have a portion
Within you lies a solution
Why are you hoarding your gifts
Come alive,the times require you alive
No one will do what you are meant to do
There is your purpose,stored within you
Yet you are moping and letting time go
Why are you breathing really?
When your purpose is undiscovered
Constantly sapping and never replenishing
You are meant to be Alive and add value
Come alive this is the land of the living
And Don't think you have much time here
Get over that pain so you can help others
Arise and begin to shine forth
Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 11:48 PM UTC