"ceace" poems
we the human race are like wingless flies.
we feed off the expiring animal we call earth.
every day we scurry about, consuming, making waste, and reproducing millions of little maggots to take our place when our lives ceace.
we better evolve.
every day we become a little more extinct.
Jan 26, 2011
Jan 26, 2011 at 1:21 AM UTC
Is the passive monster alive tonight ? Born for peace then forced to fight. While a just war win brings slight delight I oppose for my preference whist I'm in control of my rights. Will he illegally police those who try to cease peace ? Again they'll get what they deserve they will lye at his feet! They are void of thier consciences and try to take control . A Nefound obsolete consciousness for them and alike will be his goal. Why do they brandish dishevelled mental faculties, disturb happiness, love and sincerity ? Bringing out the darkest in me ? why should they remain "the free" ? . The evil cause ďestruction and seem to live in peace whilst "the best" and all our loved ones become deceased in what always seems to be an ungodly release . Will i Swap my freedom for inner peace and make way for the writing of a
piece ?Contradicting my beliefs so all evil will ceace . To exist I will beat it from dark souls il defeat until my maker will meet me pass judgement discreetly . I know that in heaven il meet "the best" and I will be free.
Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 3:54 PM UTC
do you ceace to be
a child
when you meet
a cirtain age?
or is it when
you loose your childish
inocence
and everything that goes
with it?
Jul 2, 2013
Jul 2, 2013 at 8:15 AM UTC