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At the Edge of Life 1

Joy, happiness, pain, sadness, love, passion, hatred, greed, tears, pleasure, grief, lies, regret, pride, addiction, suicide.... Lots of emotions Lots of feelings Lots of confusions Some are nothing but acts, lies and performances Some are truthful and painful And Some are helpless and hopeless I stand as a baby bird ready to fly I blunder forth and back, Left and right Where ever the wind takes me Just like the voices in my head moving inside my mind The sound of the screaming nights, the stormy lands, the raging hungry oceans, the cries in every drop in a rainy day and the broken heart of planet earth. The floating sea animals, the burning forests!! Because of the intelligent acts of human! Thoughts, poetry, stories scrawl across the white empty pages... Meaningless words!! Safe, secure!! Look at them no houses, no families, no shadows... Nameless! They're hungry for hugs and kisses for a bosom and we get angry for getting a bad payday and they aren't getting any! Their only shield is the naked trees!! The mask of blessings and the beliefs of belongings are wilting with the fires of loneliness and guilt. The music of the weddings The screams with every new birth The voices of the crashing bones when a body hits the ground...another suicide! The shouts of a girl lost in despair holding her father in her arm screaming for help to save him...another heart attack! War, human, peace, god!! Voices of thunders - god creation - Reach from the farthest, vast skies burning houses trees and cities. Human creation crashing the skies blowing homes, women, babies... Blowing them into pieces! Soulless men!! Somewhere in this world in this minute A girl weeps A child cries many dies somewhere in this world humanity fades Some are killed Some are hurt Some lost in dreams Lots of voices I can't handle The thoughts of an addict living with a blue hole in his arm barely losing it The thoughts of a daughter brutally beaten from an alcoholic father The thoughts of a hungry child of war I should have helped them all, but I can't!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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