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No More
No more In darkest gloom we wander still. In a midnight hour we fall. As the light begins to fade from our eyes, we are breathing still. In the end, in our darkest hour, All we can do is fall… We climb out of the hole and naturally search for the light And the warmth that engulfs us and breathes into us. In every dark hour we pray to see the light And still we search for the reasons that made us become us. Without this search, mankind would lack a true meaning; Without a goal, we would remain less than we are. Throughout our lives we go off in search of new meanings And as we rise and we fall, we become all that we are. New experiences rebuild us; our experiences define us. Still we are searching for what it is that makes us. What are we to you and what will we become? What were we to you and what have we as a species become? In hope we march onwards, wishing to make a change. In fear we advance no more; Their steps forward are full of the fear of change. With age we learn to love and with age our love will grow; With age we remember more or less and still we continue to grow. Thoughts without feelings only hurt those we love; Actions without thoughts will lose us their love. Through a valley of broken hearts, onward we walk; When you have walked all over us, will you continue to walk? In pieces you leave us, shattered into dust; In time we learn to repair ourselves in rooms covered with dust. With strength we come back and live our lives once more; Forward into the future! Forward once more! Forever forward into a big bad world; Onward, forever onward! We become one with the world. No longer taken for granted; our lives shape us and refine us. We morph into what we were meant to be when they gave birth to us. Mother Earth and Mother, Mom, raise us up from the ground. When we are lost, they will find us And teach us how to stand our ground. Believe in what you believe and fight for your rights; Because in the darkest of nights, their might will either crush us, Or make us prove to them that we are right. With words we can change the world. What are words without a pen? In love we let go and give ourselves away; But when our time has done its ticking, we all fear being taken away. Desperately we cling to any kind of heart beat that we can keep; It was ours once, so it shall remain ours always. This is my life, my castle, my keep. A man’s thoughts are his own and taken from those he has heard; We are slow to realise what we have lost, when we let go of love, Because of what we think we have heard. Then this life is over and the clock ticks its last tock, one last time. If I could do anything differently, I would change it all! And I would still be left begging for more time. I would remain blind to all the opportunities I had to do things better, But I would try; I would try! And I would try once more to make things better. In the silence we fall, once more to the floor. In our darkest hour we are lost And we become no more. (C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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