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By Ali Date: 2002 Oct 31 Comment on this Work [[2002.10.31.04.28.1289]] |
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The silence cracks And shatters, breaking down The resistance, the shreds That were left idle inside My aching, toiling heart-- This could be my undoing, But this could be your undoing, As we both know so well. What appears easy, is never so, It's but complexity and strife That wears a clever face, and in days Of quiet dreams that glow, we watch The surface for a sign, forgetting The importance of what lies beneath, For what lies within far out weighs What lies beyond and before us. A wise man once offered such wisdoms, Sacrificing the truth to a nation, Breaking the mold, and shattering The restricting silence, And I will stand in chaos If that is what is demanded, For within this chaos of us, I have found my reason-- And yet I know within my honest Heart, this may be our undoing. |