Isolation - Poem by Christopher Rendon
Laying back on THESE! ! handcrafted rocking chairs
I Envision the very lifestyle i want
I want the money, the cars, the clothes
The common things i suppose
But I also want peace
I want Isolation from hazardous situations
My Secluded views pentrates a inner feeling within others
Why is that?
They must be hating right?
Because all i see, are strikes of lacerating words coming at me
But I bob and weave and those words never seem to touch me
I learn theres no dealing with other souls
Who can i trust in this World?
You seperate the friends who envy, and the eniemies who act friendly
But they all end up being foes
So i let my heart take control, Let my mind speak
Highlighted my attritbutes, and i swear all i got was negative attitude
But i elude from all the ills, And escape to a sacred hill
Climb my way closer to God! !
Because honeslty even if i want the money, cars, and clothes
GOD is the only thing I need
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