Sons of July

 

 

Do they think the same, all sons of July

Do they think the same, never sleep never die

Forever awake till the dawn

Forever and never special is alone

 

Strong till the end, a brother not a friend

To forget more than to know

And a smile at the end, free again and dead

Die, just to end the show

 

Do they do the same, sons of July

Smile and pretend to hide the will to die

Or hope for another reality

Where everyone is free

 

And none is left alone

To the goddess of the dawn

To devils of the night

The walkers of the night

 

Replace reality with missing identity and a heart full of tar

Half open doors, no desire for more

Once you had it all you wait and more you stall

 

Do they hide away from death

Do they deny their own pain

Just to look sane

Forever young do they wish to be

Believe in god and blasphemy

Paradox of destiny

 

Do they run away from life are they afraid to fall

Do they feel the same, sons of July

Or do we feel it all.

Author's Note

Reviews are welcomed

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"Forever young do they wish to be
Believe in god and blasphemy
Paradox of destiny "
I like the questions raised by this poem. Allow the reader to think and wonder. Thank you for a excellent poem.
Coyote

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Very deep questions proposed...an exscellent poem

[Seshat Nidaba]

The concept of this poem is really good, but it needs some editing or grammer checking or something.

I like the desperation in it, the well-rounded moral of hope vs. choas.