When the Children Cry !
There is a peace that many flock to see,
A solemn space in time where quaint horizons flow,
With a sunbeam that was torn asunder,
Through the darkened portal on may barely see ?
The notion of a whisper to a passing fade,
Our life springs through a shadow then suddenly disappears..,
We brave the vast ocean current then shut our eyes from known disaster,
Never bothering to prepare for the great here after,
~
Through the twilight sun that had tainted my vision,
Was there something you wanted and were wishing ?
The feeling of remorse may set in,
We blame a round of blame game,
~
While many today go totally insane,
Through a stained glass window one could vainly see,
A notion of tenderness from you and me,
As a beacon in the night,
For when I look into your eyes I can suddenly see my future,
A future of hope with a very unique promise !
For with what one does with theur time today
Will become forever evident throughout all of eternity !
Copyright © Mario Vitale | Year Posted 2010
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