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free cee GOING FROM SAD TO VERSE
GOING FROM SAD TO VERSE If my body is a temple it’s been potently polluted And if my soul is a church it’s doctrine has been desperately disputed My head tries to convince me that life can’t get any worse But my heart assures me that yes, with certainty it can Yesterday consistently comes back to inflict me with a bite in my ass While tomorrow constantly arrives to infect an already festering wound I lay in bed tossing, turning and yearning for peace But my pillow may as well be a sedimentary stone And still my head and heart won’t leave me alone While I try in empty desperation to silence a dreadful drone The sound of my head haunted by a moan With a heart which heaves a grievous groan My bedroom is a cell with bars too well known And hopefulness is drowned out by a tormenting tone With uncertainty a most horrendous curse Yet I’m left with the certainty that life, indeed, can and will get worse I’ve learned little, taught naught and am caught between the fence of yesterday and the gates of tomorrow And here sit I under a shadow cast by my past and the dissatisfaction of sorrow While even in silence I can quote sinfulness by chapter and verse And believe me, my life can and will certainly get worse! © 2012…(c) PHREEPOETREE....~free cee!~
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