By Arcassin Burnham
The dark is fragile to ones that haven't given their lives,
The ungrasp of something coming closer towards you,
Knowing your every move and duplicating your fears,
Seeing what is not there and scaring off any of your peers,
But somewhere,
Is where,
We all belong,
The holy Grail isolated from the world,
A place where you could be free,
See the beauty and conduct of freedom
All around you,
New friends, a new race,
A new salvation,
Where color isn't problem,
And cops don't beat on us when they want,
But so far,
We aren't too far,
From societies harsh ways,
The dark will not harm us,
The dark will not isolate us from our destinies,
To be one with our entities and make no more
frienemies,
Hoping it would last long as any Utopia does.
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Author:
Arcassin Burnham (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 23rd, 2016 11:25
- Comment from author about the poem: ©ABPoetry2016 http://arcassin.blogspot.com/p/ab-powtry.html
- Category: Friendship
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Comments2
Like the "the dark will not isolate or harm us" lines.
We should all hope. Nice job!
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