The Gods We Pray.

kevin browne

A loneliness comes along waiting to find a way
Searching out those dreamy thoughts with stars
And the acceptance of all that is created in life
When love became angry tiring out your heart
That you have nothing left and lost has left too
A pain drilling through the walls of your existence
Coming nearer to the serving attraction of living
A picture of imagination that blossoms with hope
Being out and down in the miserable side alley
But sensible said it's okay because Earth loves
Watching crying eyes filled with wonder and hurt
Sitting in a corner looking to burn in fire and hell
Nothing that really matters is an instant no show
If everything did work with a matter of instant fact
In believing the worry through our walks in life
And to sort out the broken pieces from your soul
So become arms of sunny sunshine around us all
Remember where a heart is and watch how it grows
A looking forward to looking backwards at untrue
Things we need in water, air and the loving trees
With a mountain of fresh air so we can all breath
Landscapes of thought shine through to reveal
The Gods we pray towards walk like civilisations
Stamping on our land with the warriors in tow
So we must fight to stay alive with brothers here
And loving sisters stay where they are beside us
In giving up a material for the bettering of living
Wealth is invisible until you come to a life-giving
Teaching all our children in which way to go
When those dreamy thoughts and stars turn up
Building a life together as another night sleeps
Until you realise all the magic that sits deep in you.

  • Author: kingkev101 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 16th, 2017 22:12
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  • WriteBeLight

    You've touched upon so very much of the human condition Kevin. Love the thought of the magic within, too.

    • kevin browne

      Thank you, WriteBeLight, and yet I have merely made a tiny mark on the abundance of conditions we are under. we walk the board in all directions, never knowing sometimes what's around the corner. magic is everywhere and in everyone..!



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