On my kneesA Poem by Loney tunes
Do i have a right to be sorrowful
to seek a life of bliss that i have thought to myself not rightful even if only by lease I look through the windows again gazing at trivialities i do not need but what is it's gain if i am too big to fall on my knees The tears dripping from my eyes wishing they could fetch me ice the distaste within my lips pain from my knees transcend to my hips Staring sadly at my chessboard knowing my king is past his peak but i dare not bulge i am too big to fall on my knees Control is the reason pride is the villain redemption is the goal rigidity is the gaol Gazing from lofty heights with condescension stuck between obedience and self-destruction only on my feet can i plead 'cos hurt does not come upon my knees © 2011 Loney tunesAuthor's Note
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