Thanks For Happiness / When It's Time

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By Arcassin Burnham

Soon enough,
When the wind blows soon,
In all its Glory and all it's Faith.
Apocalypse,
When it happens,
Where do we go?
Yeah pretty soon,
The'll be men coming to,
Take you out of town.
A light ahead awaits and waits for no man just to be found.

Waits for no man,
When love is around,
That's why we cheat and we lose our crowns,
Keep your guard up in this savage town,
There's gonna be a whole lot of people fallen down.
Prayers are to the people out on the street,
With at least no minimum wage and ain't got nowhere to sleep,
Not Judging by the action but the company you keep,
Judging on how harsh it is , you'll be lucky to speak.

I feel for joy , Happiness , redemption , relief , clarity , empathy , spirituality,
In the lords arms.

/

Don't you say that Love's the only thing you're looking for,
Trying to claim you know me, when I don't have your number anymore,
Don't you say you know my name when you forgot me awhile back,
Confusing my brain don't try to throw me off track,
Sort of like an outcast where you and your friends didn't wanna be,
Bullied by the same old kids in school,they couldn't handle me,

When it was time,
I got tired of the old shit and made it new every time,
Use to make Love to a chick that never claimed that she was mine,
Bad days in past,
And future past days will fade away,
I'll live my life how I want , til it's time to pass away.

Don't you smile in my face and say it's byegones,
Symbolically so inclined to turn trust to stone,
I feel so bad for the normal​ kids that stay the quiet ones,
Cyber attacking on social media thinking it's fun,
You play with someone's life,that's on your hands,
Nothing you can do,
You should have already grown up into a man and paid your dues,
I don't know how long I've made it in this condition now,
I should have done right in life and would have lived it down,

When it was time,
I got tired of the old shit and made it new every time,
Use to make Love to a chick that never claimed that she was mine,
Bad days in past,
And future past days will fade away,
I'll live my life how I want , til it's time to pass away.

  • Author: Arcassin Burnham (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 21st, 2017 09:54
  • Comment from author about the poem: ©abpoetry2017 https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/07/indie-part-c-photo-by-sidney-kirsch.html
  • Category: Reflection
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