Let Anger Sleep
Through fields of flowing barley.
Down muddy grassy banks.
Reflecting upon reflections,
on crystal clear streams
Wishing to weep,
between wilting elusive trees.
silence
Pure;
I can breathe again.
let anger sleep,
oh please let anger sleep.
Free from man soulless decay,
And uncritical mind,
That bleeds me dry day after day.
and let the anger sleep
oh please let the anger sleep.
Copyright © Paul Martin | Year Posted 2015
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