Tears On Black Water
deep inside i hide
from a enigma (enemy)
which no one could believe
a thing or thought no one will see
taken in account that lives
are not what they should be
and everything is blanked out
by what one should believe
i now see
it is over for me
i will never become what i should be
there is someone who is standing by to take it all from me
i watched and looked
and waited to find
that these who live in glass houses
don't really shatter when someone throws a rock
they play in others houses
made of sicks (sticks) suns (sons)
and use the weak or in need to rid themselves of unwanted things (people)
without getting the real punishment
that all weaklings need
so i will watch the thing i love most die
and no head will role
and only the most of me will die
i can say
that i will never forgive
how do the dead do this?
that what can only be asked of the living
because how do you find
tears on black waters
no one is coming to save me
just writing for history's sake.....
warning: you make wake to the realness
of the cold wars being waged in you own back yard
who will they practice on next...
this is not a fight
i have already lost.....
only the believed can fight power with poems!!
by:Verlecia
Copyright © Verlecia Fields | Year Posted 2009
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