Be Strong For the World and It's Heart
Late last night i awoke and it's like all the words constructed from
the voices deeply within my head revolted! It feels like as if
s o m e o n e w a s gripping my heart
a n d throat.
And the heart is sometimes weak and all this horror that i'm in
reminds me of Baghdad and Kabul where flesh is cheaper than
bombs and i'm suffering as the children from gutters into
philosophically twisted means
~~ so I shut my eyes and dream
so I shut my eyes and dream of tomorrow
dreaming of tomorrows where the heart
is Gold paved upon the streets full
of love to win over the bad guys
and monsters of apathy.
So through it all you shut your eyes
realizing the saneness of goodness
and love revives the heart and those
other things deeply buried beneath
the dungeon of our deepest fears.
LOVE IS THE ANSWER
IS THE ANSWER
THE ANSWER for the BRAVE!
:: 01-02-2016 ::
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