Sitting, Silent, and CalmA Poem by Jeremy Michael White
Silent and calm in the dawn of the morning
Loud as a bomb through the heat of the evening Musky and raining as the storms are rolling in Means the circus is about to begin Sitting in the eye of a cyclone Madness circling all around Hear the footsteps coming And see the voices running Running to the sky from the ground Crooked and loose are the plates of the earth Bloody and crying are the sounds of the birth Fighting and looting in the city of the sin Means the circus is in full action Winds are blowing, lights are glowing All the true feelings are showing Watching as the world around them dies Children screaming, poets dreaming All religions eyes are gleaming Praying for the devils last demise And all the while, im all alone Mind so crystal clear My vision quest has been the best Time to fly away from here Put behind the greatest fear Sitting still, don’t shed a tear And all the while, im all alone Sitting in the eye of a cyclone Madness circling all around Hear the footsteps coming And see the voices running Running to the sky from the ground © 2012 Jeremy Michael White |
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