They are the very people who would smother poetry the part of me which never wakes , for it always dreams , I had to tell them that , that which has a soul can not be killed at best condemned and that’s still my choice. I ask the sadness in my eyes “will somebody pray for me “(did I really want the answer?) Silence and solitude is where I am, caught in this world full of people (so anything is possible ), noise, tears, my favourite smiles oh yes crocodiles smiles. I turn and walk away from it, and back up where I was before alone, (haha ironic), but I am used to it that. Try and consul my self smiling different smiles in the mirror, the childish vanity, I smile with lips could never understand or see, but maybe god see?, nah he always see … … may be those who love like me ? I begin to feel sad and I don’t know why and I don’t want to..?.. I cant breathe, its gonna be alright? ….Right? (The echoes empty halls).
Anybody, even if its not true tell me so… as I sniff my tears away I realize how I miss the faith of being a child that made everything alright , some times I forget to smile, ….. ummm ummmm trying to live life body and soul , looking back at the ruins of war we call our past, shake my head and smile , wondering I survived ? I listen as I watch my body and my soul separate (madness’s slumber ) “then I think to myself what a wonderful world” what made Sachmo say such a thing when he sang , was he crying or smiling, talking?.. .. oh yeah he was singing……..wasn’t he? Sad by my self was I even listening they say the good die young so the mystery of my continuous existence way solved, it crazy in my smiles and tears, …. As if they mattered, my picture of love? Don’t really have one? Picture of love that is so what do I tell my soul if I don’t get see my dreams. (So much pain at such a thought, I close my eyes if only to remember I can not fear the darkness know) I know, I was blind? hmmmm will I believe me? Doesn’t matter what you tell me, as I bear the pain of their conceptuality of me in other words breathing and perception, I would be smiling like an idiot smiling , why rogue …….why do you smile with that sadness in your eyes. Some things will never change.
Agape
god
