Me Me Poet Rhyme

Are You Meant To Be

Hear ye, hear ye, the clouds have come dull.
Oh, see, see how little that pinnacle shines,
caw caw call the flying gull.
watch, the water is like death's river passes.
Look, oh look, blood is pouring down.
Hear ye, the reign of blood has begun.
Christus Victor stands at the gate of dawn.
Tomorrow will not need come; hence, He has won.
See, see the sky is dark, but the eyes are bright,
they flood the prophetical color into the dark night.
Here, smell the Holy place burn, it's very much still here.
Stand and see, will He not pick you up?
Upon fall, upon call, here or there?
Let Him in, he wants to sup.
Can't you tell the person you've always dreamed of being
Might not be the person you were meant to be, from the beginning?

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Paige Hind February 9, 2025 at 2:42 PM You have a way of really making us think. I love your words, though they really bleed.

Emile Pinet June 2, 2015 at 8:32 PM Very imaginative use of words and skillfully constructed. Emile. Me Me June 6, 2015 at 11:08 AM Thanks, Emile! ~Sam

Cynthia Buhain-Baello May 29, 2015 at 7:04 PM Very intricate and creatively written, The last lines present a strong impact and leaves a probing question on "true" existence. Intriguing and fascinating style and form. All caps on the Title though. Me Me June 1, 2015 at 12:24 PM Thanks; I totally forgot about the appropriate titling grammar.