Putting a twist to life.. a different touch... a new look.. a change of heart..maybe that is what we need. Many take the face value of everything,the sad truth and mince their lives in it.
Bit by bit, they are crashed, accepting the teeth of the wild foxes in the world
to slowly digest their souls.
Isn't that what we want? It must be..don't deny it.
Then stand straight look up high over the howling of dogs
Look to the sunrise not the sunset,
the good days to come not the incriminating days past.
Put a twist to it
Take the rugged stone and mould it to the cornerstone
Staining spits of the mouth
Words of new beginnings
The sad truth
A misty forgettable past.
You create your future
Make your destiny
Live it not them.
1 comment:
poems that have a feel are rare as they are precious,you have jewels flowing from your lips every time you speak poetic words,keep up.bravo
marto.
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