Finally Go To Sleep.

kevin browne

Stepping on the edge of insanity from the effects of never knowing
And the masses of individuality prefers to be somewhere ignorant
Injustices of serving up just the fraction of what is never dealt with
Serving up a delicate plate of reflections which is always enchanting
Laid the foundation of printing out another way to learn other things
Dancing on the Devils grave caused outrage in our Heavenly home
A Perfect picture time frame stayed alive just so it could be on offer
Collapsing ideologies with the clap of a hand meaning it's so weak
Buying up the surplus and relentless cliches which only confuse it
Swimming into the barriers with the borders surrounding destiny
And the blink of an eye, you can manage to eventually see it all
Selfish concoctions maintain a strength for many an act played out
Strolling across a stage of preferring to ridicule the imagination
And in straying away from the roots of evil which included hurt
Lifting up the weight of existence in order for everyone to see us
The contemplations boiled with the blood from another clever idea
Struggling through the forest when greenery destroyed the deserts
Incorporating the visibility for showing how the rainbows keep shining 
That with the reflection of the world upon our shoulders carries on
Stinging vibrations cause the cracking up with any of the simulations 
Buildings fire up with people dying for the sense of common sense
Shouting communications across the oceans that saw it drown out
Cut out the way of the brilliant scamming that reveals itself also
From the beginning of time, a development has increased in life
When the end is near starting another one is growing even greater
The perspective from the Holy Land in which we live violently
Fasting on the thirst of drinking down the wisdom from our land
Wishing for eternity to turn up and violate the rules of going there
Surprisingly interested cavemen storing up the deadly vibrations
And cutting the line of vision which shows the enormity of it dying
Strapped up in the corner crying for more of the cravings that died
And in the fixation of somewhere where the stones are picking it up
Rolling down deeper with the momentum catching you off guard
Simplicity singled out the equations that seem to always cause trouble
With the stars showing shadows and the beauty that is involved
How close to gaining together the rewards which unwrap destiny
For walking in line serves up the food for the lions in the jungle
And that death swallowed its gulp forever and never breathed out
In the end, we sleep with our loved ones climbing up the staircase
Thinking life is alive in the wind which carries all our own dreams
Dragging it back from the edge of Heaven so we all finally go to sleep

  • Author: kingkev101 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 27th, 2017 04:42
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  • Fay Slimm.

    Some wonderful imagery on the degree of frustration a thinking mind feels face with conditions today - bravo too for the line - "Selfish concoctions maintain a strength for many an act played out" - - great read Kevin.

    • kevin browne

      you are a very special lady poet Fay Slimm and thank you for your insight towards this poem, it means a lot to me so thank you x

    • Michael Edwards

      Such a well composed write with some great lines.

      • kevin browne

        spot on Michael and thank you for such a kind remark.

      • onepauly

        I feel like nothing can compete with your words. I'm a dry sponge soaking up your words like water. I will tell you now you are a great poet
        kevin browne, its an honor to know you. pauly

        • kevin browne

          you are just too kind onepauly but you have made me a really happy poet that's for sure. respect brother.

          • onepauly

            the truth is the truth.



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