Victims of Worldly ways.A Poem by SELF
Truth is My Shield
eternity in my left hand Infinity in my right The abyss of darkness is split open and the first electric spark finds its humble abode in the quark of an atom Truth is my shield suffering Pain Despair trusting shadows in the dark Valleys of death Highs and lows all the atrocities caused by lack of knowledge, wisdom and understanding obliterate our foundation Any remarkable monumental construct needs a solid foundation Truth is My shield I hope life's rhythm will be kind to Us I hope our groove synchronizes with the vibrations of the rhythm of life truth is my shield so whom shall I fear Don't talk the talk unless you're ready to make the walk walk it like you talk it Actions were always going to be louder than words Truth is My shield can it be In the housing of the earth many seeking to fulfill their vision thousands seeing early graves victims of worldly ways memories staying engraved can it be but the wheel of time keeps spinning it stops and waits for no soul The key of truth twists and turns inside the key hole's space the door of wonder opens up an endless boundless chamber a chamber like no other they ask, "why are we the way we are". With a smirk we'll say, "It's just Human Nature"!
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