When Silence Left
Several levels engulf me within
Something I call Dimensions, to be true
I talk of belief and I talk of sin
Everything in the world can me imbue
Love can be a feeling, can be a Thought
Lord, in every Act I search for substance
Sometimes though I cry and say there is nought
If I hear Lie I come there with my lance
Perhaps I am not up-to-date or hip
I´m not a darling to the Fashion Trend
Moral, when it´s sweet I want its sip
Am I wrong to go down the atoms to rend?
When I see stars shining in the sky
Hush! I look up, silent is every why
Copyright © Lis Lovén | Year Posted 2005
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