All That These Eyes Have Yet To See
I am here again
As I was before
Break it down to knees
And ask for no more
Over a coarse of time
You hear a certain voice in a rhyme
Bleed from the eyes
Now you can feel the stress in our cries
A soft bed
Despite a home with the dead
Is all that these eyes have yet to see
My mission
To rise to a higher position
Reach out with white palms
Not frightened
But I'm no more peaceful
Than I am calm
Heaven
Is all these eyes have yet to see
It's a simple poem
Spoken in a lower volume
At times we speak
On scattered thoughts
Shattered dreams
And memories
Of every battle we've fought
Every morning
I'm awakened by your hands
Bless it be
The structure of this man
A family and smiles
A happy expression
On the face of a child
is all that I have yet to see
Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2008
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