Tuesday, 15 March 2016

poem 96

Emotion it's all dark
and he a distant pain
Even though that is true
Still you looked for him
Upon the horizon's crooked line
And many days did Cast away
and we did both cooley age   
Still  you looked that way
When distant cry was spelt
Asking you for your help


With no hesitation made
Or thought to your cost
You picked up that phone
And said the caring hello
I hear you're a little lost
So here  is my gift
For my word will be for you
amour thats fits strong and well
Upon your naked flesh


And for a while no fear shall
Penetrate your carfull brow
So stand to be seen
And cast your thoughts to be keen
For each You have bitter fought
Over years of seeing days
That they have cruel Made
And declare of better ways
Can be here for all to stay
When we stand and say

"To all that's makes us human".

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