The Last Word is Share
I’ve seen too much,
With that skyline in mind
Tears fall, while lights flicker
The distance,
Always further it always seems.
You can hears sounds
But no one your screams
You don’t sound like you
As desires bends Fate,
Refuses to make amends, Wait
For the answers within tote Hate
The songs of the voices
The byproduct of Trust.
Airport flights, City nights, Suburb lights
Perfection beckons with sight,
The Child People sleep well despite
Truth standing tall - bringing plight
The sky castle feeling its might
For the world is lonely
When there’s no one,
Life, no one to share.
This poem is about:
Me
My community
Our world