There's no place you can run and hide
No place where you can curl up and cry
You're booked for an endless ride
From now until the day you die
Fraught with sorrow and periled with pain
Covered by blood, sweat, and tears
History a memoir of the slain
Living life plagued by your fears
Not everything is as worrisome as it seems
For throughout this journey you will see
People like you with hopes and dreams
Not everything is horribly dreary
For darkness would not exist without light
And honesty will never die without a fight
If you stand and believe for what is right
You will ride through this endless night
- Author: poetboy123 ( Offline)
- Published: January 23rd, 2017 20:36
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 46
Comments1
The good feel of an uplifting read! Very nice!
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