lift up your head
make light the load
gather strength from those you hold close
construct every tower, every wall
built from reoccurring dreams
life is what we chose to make
yesterday's reality
in a flash, it all reigns down
thundering, as it hits the ground
run for cover--it may seem
neverending vanity
change your ways, repent you fool
rusted like a left out tool
Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License
3 comments:
Love the last two lines, enjoyed your write..
Life is what we make it!
So true!!
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