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CRY NO MORE

I was lost, I was found, I was hunted, I was downed , Heard the screams of the whale when the harpoon has hit Seen the burned out congregations when the fuses were lit All the fury in war's faces and we're sick to death of it... I need space, I need time, show some mercy, cleanse the mind I have to leave all trace of that vile hatred behind Cry no more, no more, no more. I've been taken, I've been used, I've been shaken, I've been bruised Felt that look of despair in the infant's eye At the wrench of departure in the bittersweet goodbye All this cruelty in mankind just makes me want to fly I need space, I need time, show some mercy, cleanse the mind I have to leave all trace of that vile hatred behind Cry no more, no more, no more. I was blinkered, I was blind, had deep heartache blitzing the mind Seen rich lunatics shooting all the birds in the sky The crating up of dogs sentenced needlessly to die Drowned babies on some shoreline and we sit and wonder why. I need space, I need time, show some mercy, cleanse my mind We have to leave all trace of that vile hatred behind Cry no more, no more, no more. I can dream we may see better times for you and me Somewhere warm somewhere loving where we all live happily In a place where our spirits and joyful hearts run free And we all pull together for peace, humanity... I need space, I need time, show some mercy, cleanse my mind We have to leave all trace of that vile hatred behind Cry no more, no more, no more. ---------------------------------------- SEE AND HEAR ME SING THIS ON YouTube: Louis Spence. Cry No More. Thank you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 1/25/2016 11:42:00 AM
Beautifully woven words as well prepared seeds for a perfect germination on any reading mind. An awesome 7 dearest poet
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Date: 8/9/2015 5:12:00 AM
Another masterpiece, friend. I like the way you embrace repetition for thematic efficiency. I wish I could give you more than a mere 7+!
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Date: 2/16/2015 2:34:00 AM
I need space, I need time.... Cry no more... Awsome lines those are. I agree with Cona, that place exists...
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Date: 1/8/2015 8:05:00 AM
That warm, loving place where our spirits run free is called heaven, Louis. Fortunately, it is not just a dream. It is real. There is One who gave his life, to grant you entry. All you have to do is believe. Nothing else is required.
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Date: 8/13/2014 10:18:00 AM
Strong imagery here, Louis, to carry the strong feelings you express - " the screams of the whale when the harpoon has hit", "burned out congregations when the fuses were lit". The refrain adds strength to each item the poet wants to escape from, intensifying the emotional conflict. It's clearly structured as a song. Do you have a tune for this yet, Louis? All the best. Mike.
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Date: 7/28/2014 3:08:00 PM
we are of like minds,this was great every detail,wonderful write Louis
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