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August 1, 2006
the world moved on
in a restaurant, upon reflection...
"the pain in the room stretches time
as if the walls themselves would break
I feel it Father
is there a reason for such suffering?"
the next day...
I hope all my letters reach targets
perhaps my shadow is too thin
left in parts all across America
"Godless," how we mock the Creator
sometimes I wonder if the entire world
quit listening the sound of His voice
when did Man become so Wise?
why do we adopt our own truth?
left at the alter
a broken heart forever
maybe I'm starting to relate
how much rejection can the Lord take?
these eyes, tired worn out eyes
sore from crying, for us all
have I adopted this painful enlightenment?
if so when so the healing begin?
questions that need answers
"just these three words my love...
...you meant everything"
the last part
he's adding numbers in his head
he asks me my name in Spanish
I answer in a broken language
am I broken?
the thought crosses my mind
the little boy with blond hair hardly worries
this childlike innocence doesn't see all the pain
the pain that slowly envelopes the world
Only He can save us, and set us free
the little boy's mother is divorced
he says he misses his dad
and that his name is t a y l...
the lights flicker in the cabin
and I wonder if somone out there is laughing
it's just one more coincidence
maybe the world has moved on
but it keeps reminding me that the date is coming
I really should be going now
I really should just go to sleep
I really should have never let this happen
I really should have done a lot of things
that are now too late to change
Posted by nemov at August 1, 2006 12:13 AM
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