Passing Through
There's many things in this world that will
take your breath away. Holding on to what
we have growing old until our dying days.
It's just an old face but the heart got much to say,
love keep moving and we love what we have today.
Habits gets old, something specail down the road made us run away.
Dreams take place as my head lay, as my head lay I fall into a deep
dream. Far from the world where eyes can see. Before dreams slipped
into reality did you notice me?
There was nothing, nothing in the way of me , no bricks walls,
no obstacles to delay me.This day I live, for this day I am
blessed before thee, my face will not hide from the hopes of dreams.
Where there's no fight, a life without Sacrifice, an empty chest can
be seen.
Decisions, the choices that shapes the lives of many, I noticed,
I noticed what they could be. Souls of hearts that would rather love
then to hate or murder our enemies. The talented, thy clear visions
of thoughts like painted pictures of what their life could be.
Some drowned in tears while others took their stand as they reached,
reaching, reaching out for something to dignified me, reaching for
something to be.
This beautiful land of opportunities, so many achieved, people of dreams.
Precious is that time that time that passes me. Passing through life
wondering whats my purpose to this life that breathes.
Copyright © Jamad Harris | Year Posted 2020
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