01-01-04
Power is something that many a man and now many a woman seek, They search for the glory and control of the tired and weak, They pray upon things they know they can conquer, but in the end, as for all it will come, and the loneliness from their control has made them numb, They will suffer, all the grief they have caused , all the broken laws, the people who got stepped on , pushed down, torn apart, that will rest in the once powerful persons heart, it is the man and the woman and all that they have cherished which will keep them here on this world for ever, hence they will not perish, the kindness in the hearts of the controlled is the power which secrets lives will unfold, puppets they look like, as they do this and that for their bosses, caustic emotions dwell in the heart of the power hungry, they feed on the vulnerable only to get what the vulnerable has, behind their backs they cant even feel the spit, from the workers who are treated as if they live in a pit, AS they strut with their power and collect from those who have empty pockets, I will not be brought down, I will not act as if I am powerless, because I have what they seek, I have something they can never take away, My heart is vast and filled with love, they , the power hungry know not what they do, there hearts are empty of love and im saddened cause I know this to be true, I will pray for them, I will cry for them, But the love that’s in my heart is mine, only to be shared with the people I would shed my blood for, I , who never would shine has turned a leaf, found at my souls core, that true happiness would come with time and care, wisdoms words, will not disappear, I have listened and I have been honorable and true, the power has been given to me in the midst’s of a smile, your smile which I cannot see, I feel it even from a far, words you gave me I’ve eaten to survive, hungry is this busy mind, so hungry that I cannot sleep..........