With Meaning We Never Find
The notes you wrote between the bar
but never found the chance to play,
will vibrate off of a larynx.
The stanza lacking definition,
but is riddled with misconstructions
others will write interpretations.
Each ligament moving
a pistol at the sky
that went unnoticed,
never to be understood,
few will comprehend.
Between relations and confinement
purpose is misplaced
as parents abandon their children
leaving only sickness filled arms
as children cried lyrics for their parents
leaving only studies and cages
as planes crash into fames peak
leaving only tragedies of youth
as the viewers reached high at escapism
with a solution that exploded
leaving radiation plagued islands
Yes, one day the sun will die
animals will lose their essence
each document will be left to cinders
each story will be forgotten from pages,
but the words will be written the same.
Every song, poem and action is filled
with meaning we never find
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