Certaining that a Misunderstanding is no more Encouraging but Ceasing.

Life plays a vital role in many souls today. Whether a construction worker with hardly any pay, Or A billionare who owns unnaturally compromising pays We breathe an air that exists only with dependence on an existence of ourselves in which good thoughts and ideas we stray. We depend on one another. Yet we disagree to hug each other. We would rather carry through to the next grave beside his colonel, another deceased member. Than step aside from all hateful memories and hopeful memories to rule all the hurting mothers. Cruel world we live in that we would fight the neighbor. Yet borrow his sugar and tell his daughters lies of his evil manslaughter. Do we ever live to breathe and leave the existing shadows bequething our bodies To disarm our physicallities, and breathe in our beneficial mentalities Or are we simply breathing vessels with emptiness? Never once touching or grasping a glimpse of life's given happiness. Joyous beings we must infer if we were to cease our smoking lies and alcoholic deeds Drugs and love can't go hand in hand if we imply that we are in love with our good feats. No, we must rather put away sophestry and triumph with ease Looking at the meloncholy faces all around. Because there's more of them than the constant breeze. If we look around, If we smell the sound And vacant whispers of hurting hounds Not dogs but mounds Of people in sadness that only want to be found Push through the darkness and reach down for the drowned.