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A Kneeling Man

I feel that I am gone I feel around the sun I feel God has no plan I feel the stars shall fall I feel I'll break away I feel I'll touch the earth I feel I'll rip my shirt I feel that I shall kneel Concerning all that’s lost Let pride find his own way I guess I'll sing a song I guess the time has come I guess I'll pick this dust I guess I'll kiss the soil I guess it's time to weep My tears shall cleanse the world Let all those that have seen Let them cry out in grief Let them sing my chorus Sometimes I am insane So why then son why now Why now do you resist Since when have you first thought Thought this is all a waste I am I was I will I am the son of sun I was the kin of moon I will be seen by all They all will see the moon They all will praise the sun They all will hear my voice They all shall chant my name A kneeling man shall seek A kneeling man shall see A kneeling man shall find What we all seek to say A kneeling man shall hear A song the moon shall play A kneeling man shall know What brought this world to dust So why then now I ask Why now do you see fit Why lust for what can kill Are you so ignorant? It’s sad the way you speak It’s sad to see your eyes You’ll rip what you will sow This aint the script to write Who asked for you to speak Who asked for your input This knife that’s in my hand Shall change the world you know But son my name is moon Your kin though you are man I’ve watched as you have knelt Just stand remove remorse This world’s not yours to take We’ve lost so many years This world is all that’s left To right the wrongs we did Your pride will end us all Don’t turn your back to me I’ve watched you while you slept My blood runs through your veins Just hear me out will you You’ll scorch the very earth The sun won’t be so pleased You’ll sign your life away Collating ones own worth A better man you’ll be The world shall seek you out A hero will be born Let anger wash away The song I sing to you Will bring you peace inside Will heal the wounds you have Now wait just one more thing The knife, just leave it here A pen you might just need Go teach them all you know You know now what to say You’ll say it everywhere You sing with me you will We’ll sing the song of words By A Godlo

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Date: 1/20/2016 8:37:00 PM
ATHI, I really enjoyed this poem thanks for sharing **SKAT**
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