Is It Poetry
Our Right Mind
The title, I make first.
But then again the body can become the soul.
Knowing about nothing, which will follow.
Most here know.
Do you have an ego,
that is larger than the moon and does it glow.
Come and listen to the wind as it sings.
Then will you follow me,
back down the path, to where we started?
Where all go.
Don't be afraid, I think about the Judges.
Dressed in somber black,
and they are married to with children.
Like we have, I've shown you mine.
And she is ten.
If things don't change, I am not there.
I can deal with ignorance,
if it means that one can learn.
Stupid is the fire that burns the world.
Some hide and listen to the magic static.
Some can't sleep without the noise.
Of the past that some have made.
The future knows.
If I can't learn, then I have died.
A useless death that most have shared.
Sitting in the dark, it still makes noise.
Adults that can not say,
why they are still alive instead of dead.
Stupid silly sayings like the good die young.
Until the child is your's, no end of grief.
Being honest with your self will help you grow.
Telling lies about your friends, it's time to go.
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