for me

michael h moore

I try for enmity, and yet i fail.

So i choose to love.

i enrich my voice.

the summer of my age is here with thunder,

So i will be that sound.

the noise of flood and chaos.

i once forgave myself for not forgiving

and like a storm of music i became

the power in my heart.

the rain was tranquil.

i serve the one community. The world.

a sinner once became an apparition,

And for his dear investment went to god

and knew creation like a son.

i murdered my creation said the lord,

But having such a great authority,

In my mind; i used the beauty of my soul

to tell myself that time will wait for me.

so i restored my vision.

my eyes were not corruption anymore.

forgive the murderer.

the fit of making

is here to govern galaxies,

where light was once a universal void.

now,

The rage of the creator be inspired

to flourish like that love between the earth

and all things else which operate in darkness.

a thousand empty reasons for contempt

will find their pardon.

so i am evermore a union.

my flaws exist to vanquish my perfections.

i could not love a spotless pedigree.

so this world will always be,

For me.

 

 

 

  • Author: michael h moore (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 22nd, 2016 01:03
  • Category: Unclassified
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