Soul
Temperate minds express the wellness of the human soul
Exacting the demands of the body
Though the soul has no purpose in today’s world
Making sorrow seem understandable in the naked eye
People change without a trace
Disappearing into the ways of others
To be there but not there at all
Without the human condition of love
The struggles of mankind blessed with pain
Abandoning without cause
Hope love and sorrow are written in life’s pen On the same page
In a book which nobody reads
Throughout it all we bare the pain
Of happiness of which we believe
Nobody feels truly alone
Being watched over by a god that doesn’t exist
Although the walls of control are still around us
We breath the sweet air of the final wish.
Copyright © Hadleigh Spicer | Year Posted 2011
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