My friend says his son wasn’t a bad kid.
Bad kids stole money from their mom’s purse.
Bad kids did hard drugs.
Bad kids had unprotected sex.
Bad kids always got into fights.
My friend's son only smoked a little grass.
He only painted a little graffiti.
He only drank a little beer.
He only crossed the white line just a little bit.
But that family is more than a little dead because of it.
time has come
to finally draw
a clear line
between the
past and the
present state
of affairs
no longer will
look back upon
the past in hopes
of changing the present
on longer will look
to the future in order
to create the present
goals to be full field
in the here and now
keep focus on the
here and now
on the day to day
stay mindful of the
present state of things
is the new goal to
achieve
waiting until someone has gone too far
to say the limit was there
repeats toxic patterns
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Close the mouth, open the mind
and let the pen draw the line.
Raise the eyes, lower the fist
and let all wars go unmissed.
Winners of foolish battles gain no prize
nor any admiration from the wise.
Let peace reign, let conflicts resolve
the heart shall then grow and evolve.
Close the mouth, open the mind
and let the pen draw the line.
There are just certain lines,
that never should be crossed.
They are drawn, stark and clear.
To keep morals from being lost.
Yet some folks dance in shadows,
they live just to blur the line.
They revel in the color grey,
justifying it in their own mind.
For the contest Shadows and Lines
Sponsored by Rick Parise
Placement: 3rd
draw the line, make it deep
separate the fiction from the facts
divide the longing and the yearning
from your heart's desire
draw the line, make it clearer
let the sun dissipate the fog
watch the shroud fall to your feet
or forever hide in shadow
as love passes you by
say the words
lance this wound
cut me and watch me bleed
make it indelible
so there is no going back
draw the line
I thought I could
but I know I was wrong
I've tried too many times
it's gone too far, I'm in too deep
my mind's lies are my heart's truth
draw the line
there aren't any songs of forever
no miracles of love lost and found
just rainy days and blues hanging low
deliverance from this pain won't ever come
unless you draw the line
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