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Life's Terms

These poems are old stories They relight the candles to my darkest memories We are going back to Neanderthals Another Scientist exclaims "Wait! I think I have found the missing link" Truth reincarnated, lies cross my path again God is cloaked in darkness Have you ever felt the Spirits down at Hobo Hollars Well now I go down a road that the Devil says I can go no further Love and suffering. Love I've been known to suffer from it And they ain't no way you can persuade me into thinking that this world is a good place And If I come across as evil don't misinterpurret the true meaning of Life and if you say to me Anything that sounds like false sentiments, Oh I'll change then You judge the book by it's cover and choose the one satan paints up, don't change the subject I deliver unto, your the judge, Thank you for your time, now i leave you to your distractions And I could'nt even imagine as we respond and control the reaction pressed on all sides, to the point of death my soul is sorely vexed No course, nor path desirable So I look in all directions, If there is an opening I'll find it, I trust in my soul that searches for it Maybe it just ain't my time yet, maybe It's all about your mind-set Do I give up? No I just live up to my expectations Yea they are higher than privacy fences with barbwire Think outside of the box, go with with your own advice and don't let others force it on you

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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