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By lovewhispers Date: 2006 Sep 19 Comment on this Work [[2006.09.19.10.28.9990]] |
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Soul Poverty At the end of the day when you tally your books... There are very few "givens" and many more "tooks". To you they seem balanced and correct at a glance,,, Cant you see? Cant you see? You have sat every dance?!?! The pretend and the phoney and the fake that you be, Makes you hollow and shallow and lonely you see. The substance that matters seems to have gone by the way,,, As you game and you hide pushing the real truth away. Are you afraid something real may find you some day??? You worry your worth in material and gold,,, Would not be enough,,, to have and to hold. Have you truly forgotten all the riches within?? You end your own happiness before it begins. Do you like being prisoner of your own imagined sin?? You hold out your hands,,,as if to prove they are full,,, Cant you see its just smoke and you're being a fool? You let anything true and real from the heart,,, Fall through your callused fingers,,,until broken apart. And you wonder why alone in the dense lonely dark?? So pretend and be empty in your world full of lies,,, I am done with hoping for you only blue skies. You let loose your riches the true gold, within,,, Replaced it with falsehoods, the cold and abrupt,,, And all I see now is a soul ,,,,,, bankrupt!!! |