The more enlightend we become
The harder it is for our light to shine
The ones that life say,
"They, the most, have done"
Cannot exude what christ life begun
The more your cracks shift and break
The greater your final real estate
He has gone before to make
the last enduring relate to date.
I want to read more of your writing.
He left out the beginning of the story, "It was a dark and stormy night." :)
click on my username,
Im not a poet, I have a dark/dry sense of humor, and people that cannot understand me(accent) are the same people that personally hate me.
If you want me to spew random thoughts or attemted poety suicide throw me a bone/pic with a subject/theme.
Talk to me about the days we took for granted before we realized how so many people willingly commited to the dismantling of society.
This is about what happened after, the days in which we found out.
Cannot describe better than https://greatawakening.win/p/12hR2wviZq/tribute-to-steven-crowders-seaso/c/
or the songs that shook us before we understood true despair
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=gs0fxy8rHo8
The more enlightend we become The harder it is for our light to shine The ones that life say, "They, the most, have done" Cannot exude what christ life begun
The more your cracks shift and break The greater your final real estate He has gone before to make the last enduring relate to date.