somedayA Poem by RuseInexcast out of eden delivered to the jaws of death to a mighty, vicious foe poison darts in all directions fly flying serpents invisible to our eyes spitting venom from fanged, needle sharp teeth malicious narrowed eyes, vertical pupils yellowed grained always at the ready to strike and strike again eons time passes by hit and miss, onward on, we try, try, and try our babies cry and die, die, die throughout the ages past, eden's portals closed, buried under sands secrets buried deep beneath our sleeping feet the keys to unlock linger on the winds this sphere of earth keeps rolling, spinning around the tired sun peace on earth good will toward man the words ring loud and true every day delivered, drowned out by raging sounds of bullets cries of pain and despair as the world turns the earthquakes rock, the fires burn our trees signs light up the sky enough to make the stoutest hearts to cry to cope, to lose the awful truth we sink into our minds our work, our love of pleasure, some of us our pain peace on earth far from it, it seems apparent unless one goes into the desert deep but even there given enough passing time eventually leads to voices in the air murmuring things to torment the mind, reminders of eden lost turn rocks into bread peace on earth of a different kind the kind spoken by an author whose power guarantees his promises peace available to all, any one who knows its not of the kind attainable by mortal man who constantly employs his mind to invent it but it doesn't last, it never will, like most inventions of its kind eventually entropy overtakes by rust and tendrils of decay another war, due another shortage of world goods greed sets in and steals the show, disease and deaths in tow manic world with all its systems peace that's offered since the breech in paradise is the solid truce between God and Man good will to him offered by the one offended available to them in taking peace on earth, good will toward men still rings loud and true throughout any season in the heart available to all for the taking hard bought one day here to stay by the blood of his holy son © 2016 RuseInex |
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Added on July 4, 2016 Last Updated on July 4, 2016 AuthorRuseInexFresno, CAAboutI was born in obscurity Outside a small country town’s limits In a plank shack I kept a few memories That come into my head That i still carry around That i visit now and then The dust .. more..Writing
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