Words of the Soul

a pen to a page with stories to tell
if words could paint a picture what object would that picture sell
 
a scribble a scratch a cross a stright line
a story a word written in rhymes
 
a search a solution a problem of kinds 
never in the grasp of hands to find
 
if pages were re-written turning back time 
would it cause the flow to cease in the mind 
 
or would it constrict and tighten the bind
if the path to resistance would break down design 
 
could you look at the path before you, to see the sign
or would you turn away and leave it behind
pretending you did'nt  see because youre blind
 
it walks through the shadows of the cracks at your feet 
escaping the sunlight sprawled out on the street 
 
it claims sweet victory then asks for defeat 
devouring the fruits then pursuiing the meat 
 
enveloped in coldness exuding heat 
while the world must stand forcing you to take a seat 
 
man makes history and history makes a man 
when the soul reaches out for the body to stand 
 
to live each breath as if it were your last 
looking to the future but taking note of the past 
 
when thoughts seem to stop you must make them resume 
before the present turns to the past to consume 
 
thoughts are important but not a place to dwell 
to build up a wall to surround you in hell 
 
building an ego that soars past towers 
giving others the key to use your powers 
 
to build restraint placed upon your soul 
for you to understand its yours to control

Copyright © John Castro | Year Posted 2011

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