I can't lie what I am feeling inside
I would hide the words that I write
Some times so embarrassed I could die
Muse me
Inspire what I think
Inspire what I dream
You changed for the attention
For me to see you is a form of affection
Now I don't see you the same way, you lost my attention
Muse me
Inspire what I see
Inspire what I feel
Poetic words drip from his lips
As the needle on the album skips
Every word visual you know it is his
Muse me
Inspire the fire in me
Inspire something I can believe
One day your mixing drinks
So much with your dark eyes, you see
Now you call-out the commander and chief
Muse me
Inspire revolutionary dreams
Inspire them into reality
Lies feed on the plasma of the uneducated mind
The ego thrives as the communities hide
Facts with conviction will win the fight
Muse me
Inspire the need to just be
Inspiration should always be free
©Copyright Thomas Dooley 2019
- Author: Thomas J. Dooley ( Offline)
- Published: July 11th, 2019 21:11
- Category: Spiritual
- Views: 9
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