Words of Wisdom for Ears Ready to Listen

Have you ever dreaded to take a breath

Not the kind that fills soft moist lungs

But the kind that follows a silent death

Let me go no further

For I can see you

I don’t have to be there

Your eyes wonder, and your mind races

They give away your inner heart

Betray their master to their own folly

You do not understand my words

You have not taken the time

Meditated on the rhyme

Close your eyes

For I will not go on

I tell you I will not go on

 

Yet you still entertain my words

Maybe you are looking for lies

Maybe you are looking for the truth

Regardless if you so insist I will tell you my words

Let your eyes be the judge of lies and truth

I hope they do not betray you again

 

I say

Have you ever dreaded to take a breath

Not the kind that fills soft moist lungs

But the kind that follows a silent death

Though blood still flows through warm veins

And the mind still explores its vast plains

It lingers for it will remain

I know you have taken this breath

Because you would not be here without it

All must taste this breath

For they will truly die without it

It is the breath of sorrow

The breath of pain

The breath that is truly a foolish man’s bane

Yet how could it be that without it you would die

Would the world not be better if no one would cry

Would we not all love with linked arms and joyous song

Cheering and dancing all day long

Would we not have comfort and ease of the day

No worries or problems to get in our way

We could lay and relax with comfort at our side

All the time in the day, for in joy we could abide

 

stop 

for if you do not see it you are not ready for my words 

You must come to your own conviction to understand 

You can not piggyback on the coattails of my own

I fear for you because the less you see it the closer you are

 

For your sake, once again I say

We could lay and relax with comfort at our side

All the time in the day, for in joy we could abide

 

Yet then where would we be, in the comfort of our home

And where would we go because we never knew the feeling of being alone

Who would we help, because no one would need it

Who would we LOVE? Because no one could feel it  

 

I ask you, why do we run from the trials of life?

From our pain

Who is a greater teacher?

Who can bring more people together?

Without it could you even know happiness?

Know love?

 

The breath of a sorrow sinking into the heart is not to be taken lightly

Nor is its pain to be brushed off

Yet, neither is it to be wallowed in

Neither is it to have control over your life

 

There is wisdom in learning to Love ones trials

The question is, are you willing to understand it  

This poem is about: 
Our world

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