Dexsta Ray

Veteran Poet - 1,647 Points (March 8,1994-)

It Was Written - Poem by Dexsta Ray

A customary night
Moonlight dripped through every cleft
Accompanying a higher need for understanding
What can be achieved if believed
Will he read it himself?
Or be a victim of the wisdom he remanded?
A spiritual expansion of disbanded cosmopolitan souls
And even though they overlook it
A lot of them know
Our only hope lies next to what is written!
Deception unremitting
Dark times
Like you'd swear the sun was missing
Unrepented wrong doings with resistance to stop
Wondered was his disposition his decision or not?
May've been a consequence of his intention and plot for ascension
And not the type pertaining to religion
The finer things portrayed on television
Chasing worldly gains but they're claiming ambition
We'd probably never change
Such a shame they won't listen
The spiritual is hidden by the fabrics of space
But it wasn't meant to stay!
We've just happened to stray!


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 2, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 4, 2013


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