A life of push and shove

A brick wall on every trail

You taste the salt's of anger

In your mouth they become stale.

 

Hopelessness overcomes your heart

And your answers seem to die

Within your soul a time bomb ticks

Silent sacrifical Child - you know why.

 

It's so lonley here filled with pain

And every though creates new fear

But deep within; a cosmic power

Sweats from you soft and clear.

 

Remember what you promised

And the fate that you chose to act

Before your body did enter life

Destiny is reality in fact.

 

But we possess a linage of substance

Coded emotion upon the mind

Yet because we're only human

We get off track sometimes.

 

So if you throw me a biscuit

Like a dog I'll work for you

And send me "My Angel Michael"

So I'll never again be blue.

 

~Yvonne Renee Moore