ReturnA Poem by David KwakuI have gain knowledge of the intellect but it's all just transient. Searching... So I may be conscious of my existence. I feel the motion of my vessel, My alien covering animated by my spirit. The plexus of pain from the core that radiates an urge to return home. My spirit in balance with the law of gravity Good deeds feathers my soul. The evil deeds that I reap, is a string attached to my spirit pulling me below. So many problems of my intellectual brain ramified. Some crafted into my actions, and diverted into my character. I seek a value greater than that which I recieve on earth, I am destine for more. Eagerness for peace, riches that are clean. I must return home, a place above my earthly being. © 2012 David KwakuAuthor's Note
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Added on April 15, 2012 Last Updated on April 15, 2012 AuthorDavid KwakuUnited KingdomAboutThe only way I cam express my emotion is through poetry, I write to express the action of my thoughts, looking for the words that will project the interior of my sentiment. more..Writing
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