Uncommon Piece

I’ve lived my whole life by the cottonwood trees,

If just to give up all my rights for the common of the peace,

Never did I think that this day would ever come,

Basking in martyrdom that the fray could never shun,

The question of life isn’t a cost of embryos to the end pay,

Giving hope to the people like los remedios de la gente,

Someday-

Our footprints in the sand shall fade in the wind,

While aching to begin, the oceans of the land will wait for the End.

 

 

So I say mountains for the fiefdom, and castles to the keep!

Life’s a beach as thousands on the island then battle for a week,

Namaste, rest in peace, all the things that we say,

Common grief left its feet at the scenes of happy days,

Sometimes I wish I were a bird to fly,

Endless nights as I perch up right and search the sky for a perfect pie,

But for certain I,

-Will say it saps you when you’re strong, and meets you when you’re weak!

Perhaps a future in disguise back when you were young and seen through friends for sheep,

Yet I can only say, and repeat a word of wisdom,

If that’s all it takes to doubt- then be my guest and merge the schism!

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Javis T.

Wed 6th Dec 2017 03:36

Dope! I dig your writings, thought provoking piece here!!

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