Doubts In The Thought.

kevin browne

I'm stood on my stage the world decided to show me on and off on
Teachings from the grave where mother shook the hold of me 
And in showing her emotions as a child I thought to include inherit
The following in my footsteps who fell across the path of weakened
for in my shadows show the lesser of a man to be right all along 
where the homeless lay dying on the floor maddened by the living
giving and taking is the influence from culminating of civilisations
With the scholarship that earns its way through to our wisdom
For picking up the pieces that were shattered by our conflictions
And only when permitted by the Gods which rage across a mind
Can teach us the inspirations of the creatures that crossed paths
Telling another story that lights up the world when eyes are open
For perishing in the sunlight of perception taught us how to think
That in succumbing to the atrocities of war we sit down the sink
When there is nothing left to eat and all our birds have flown away
Catching stars upon the rainbows, yeah, our rainbows thought of it
Another day filled with a need to make our dreams come true
Fighting in a time where even the fruits of life have gone into hiding
The pyramids standing tall just like as if the moon was moving in
A direction pointing in exactly the way which only leads to wanting
Empty spaces, what are we living for? junction places not needed
Backing off in the spirit which should teach us all how to pray and cry
Learning from the badness in which life shows itself often enough
Twisting the Rubix cube a billion times for finding truth are answers
Turning around in the hope of discovering any new route to take
Discipline actions ran across the milky way without a penny to pay
Our books are learning still from before time was even playing
Strings attached are broken branches that stood the test of time
Tsunami swam over the sea to catch us all off guard and surprised
Therefore drowning with the deadliness of never breathing again
Doubts in the thought that caught the snake who venomed up
Having security around like when nobody else is ever really found
But in finding out about the writings of the greatest poet that lived
Left in secret a code for the intelligence to serve up and drink wine
The intoxications from success leave us all snapping off the chains
Unlocked for eternity as long as it's a fair game all along.

  • Author: kingkev101 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 7th, 2017 07:35
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Comments3

  • Augustus

    Perishing in the sunlight of perception.
    Yes the rainbow wanted to catch a star. Heh, heh.
    Yea, what are we living for?
    Love you work.

    • kevin browne

      bless you, Augustus, you have really cheered me up with what you say. I'm really glad you like it.

    • malubotelho

      I would say we live for learning. This is the only reason we live, even when it does make no sense.

      • kevin browne

        I would say you're right malubotelho, and I think sometimes we like when it does not make sense. good points of view from a good lady. thank you.

      • onepauly

        is there justice in the jungle?
        life is not fair. but sometimes we are. cherish this.

        • kevin browne

          we moan too much onepauly. as a deer, for example, can live quite well of the land, there is enough food etc for all they need. we as humans would simply suffer if we had to be a deer. where would we begin? cherish what we can my friend, it's important to do.



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