Acronym Mad
Excuse me if I do not cover my walls...
Jump up and down and celebrate...
As deceit... provocation...delay stalls...
It used to be a beautiful view...
Yet the rise and fall of peace...
...unrest of the mad man...
...We have lost more...
...Too easy words fall without fortitude...
of peace...
...Treat the wound of many...
... dispel the war of the undying...
Peace talks...Peace talks...
The mad man revels in the deceased...
with insidious outlined in the lying...
...The onlookers of the partakers...
...will seal in their own fate...
...Provocation acronym mad man...
...your belief system your mistake...
...And this deceit...stills hangs from
your neck...
Rise and fall of peace...
how many more need to fall...
...Through a narrow plane...
...an opened door...
...shares a gentle light...
...Where spirits fly eternal existence...
...For we do not die...
...We leave our messages within symbols behind...
...In the distance all shadows fall by the way...
...For light so bright...
...cannot possess...the spirit flies free flight...
...Forever even in darkest of night...
...The ray this hope this narrow plane...
...Spirit raised with wings...
...Forgiveness cradled in respite...
Copyright © Eileen R. Kelly | Year Posted 2012
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