Charles Lara

Roofs - Poem by Charles Lara

On top of the world
You see
p romises
and God is standing right behind you...
Holler over mountains
bother over no regets
forget the teeming silence
and broken smiles on wine...
no one counts after one
miles and miles of
every where in the same place.
On top of the world
you see
castles on fire
starvation feeding infants
wars with same endings
fools on same shit
rolling off daggers
stepping on loud mines
and God is holding up your mirror
reflecting trees in the soil of now
before weather changes
to once again paint the view
from the roof top of life...

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 13, 2006

Poem Edited: Monday, June 19, 2006

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