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Friday, March 22, 2013

...not like everyone or everything else


This heart ruptures within

Left breathless

Left with a blur from the light

Staring blankly to the consuming bystanders

Warnings foretold before the traffic took its toll

Unity only comes from a once discord

This complete circle,

We’re walking in circles.

The fight for the perishing does not pinch out

The flame that burns within,

For the presence of another.

Blurting and bursting

Take the pen to the air

We will not drum to the beat of apathy

If we were only one

If only we were on the same page

Christ, told me of a prince to come

Princes, don’t wait for the dragons to defeat

My daughters, don’t rest in luxury,

Paint the marks of battle underneath your brows instead.

Where is the Father to lift up our heads?

Where are the workers that are to be in the fields?

Church, puh…you call this home

What cost has the greatest price brought?

You see, I’ve been thinking

We could make something out of this nothing

Been pondering about this lump in my throat
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Till death do us part

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