The WireA Poem by ghaw2007The Wire Verse 1 Your favourite weapon is rated R It darkens the sky If I change it, I'll be Sunshine Superman High seas and desert lands are part of your broken world It should cease to exist I want to re-direct the train you've been travelling on Which leads you to despair Which causes you not to care A new world in your heart is what I'd like to construct Building up your body, your mind, your soul Verse 2 Manufacturing coffins is not the industry I dabble in Calling off the search for you is something I just won't do If I must, I'll use bows and arrows to eliminate shadows The shadows surrounding you and occupying your domain Flooding it with misery and soaking with anger Your world should be of warmth An abundance of comfort I'm wearing steel-toed boots To build up your body, your mind, your soul Verse 3 Tick, tock goes the clock It's both a friend and a foe Treating everyone the same Deflecting all the blame Moments of opportunities seldom present themselves And when they do, you must take heed and venture on Be carried away with the wind of changes The changes you've needed To build up your body, your mind, your soul Chorus Prisons on fire, down to the wire Seizing the airwaves of your consciousness Always a rebel, I won't die on my knees You shouldn't either so begin your journey with me Timing is everything And everything is down to the wire Written by B. (Friday, December 26, 2014) Copyright 2014 © 2015 ghaw2007 |
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